My belly is an island
My breasts a pair of dunes
Rising above a sea of
Blankets
The landscape of my body
Has been changed
Not by your hands
But because of them
Forgive me
I used to find beauty
Only
In an unbroken horizon
My belly is an island
My breasts a pair of dunes
Rising above a sea of
Blankets
The landscape of my body
Has been changed
Not by your hands
But because of them
Forgive me
I used to find beauty
Only
In an unbroken horizon
Christine Hanolsy 
So vivid. The second stanza for me was the best. The wry humour, and love, really made me smile.
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Abstract type poetry tends to go over my head, but I really liked the sound and flow of this line: I used to find beauty … In an unbroken horizon
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Oh I love this piece. Such vivid descriptions but I especially loved the final stanza.
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Well, I’m ready to read more when you’re ready to post 🙂
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This is such a beautiful poem, especially about the unbroken horizons. Thanks for sharing! I’m eager to read your next post.
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Thank you so much, Mae – it’s been a while since I posted a poem. I’m glad you like it!
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