Sea Sick

It hurts so good to put it all

into love.

In that moment.

Disappearing into an ocean of dark sea.

Being harpooned in feelings

I never thought I'd have

again.

Taking the wheel with everything

I'm willing to ship off and anchor

whenever.

Grappling onto each 

and any handle I can handle,

but drifting at sea is ideal until then.

~Tina Meeks

Havasu

Down in the canyons

with waterfalls as clear as similes,

our tribe of seven

pointed our toes ten miles deep.

Our roots started somewhere else.

Fresh spring water spouts from one source

Relying on freeze dried packaged foods

and portable stoves lighting the way.

Bats touch the tops of our heads

in the dusky nights while walking to the bathrooms,

and eventually the only sound for miles is

the white noise from the rivers

~Tina Meeks

Something Like Touching

It was cold and dark out

I was just drunk, thrilled, and desperate for madness

I didn't know where to go

or what to do

so we met in the middle

and kissed

and cuddle

and murdered our thoughts

so we could invite our feelings

~Tina Meeks