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Working on It (One Stop Poetry: Picture prompt

Photo by Rosa Frei
You ride waves
    of dried up seas,
No dolphins slicing.
    pink stained
        polished morning glass.
 
I travel oceans,
    white sails breathing,
No spitting camels,
    gold rolled folds
        of wind shaped sand.
We do share islands,
     cutting storms,
         lonely nights,
             colorful dawns,
                 love for our families.
But you make me uncomfortable, it’s terrible, I know, even unspoken,
    nothing I’m proud of.
So maybe we start with honesty
                                                 and go from there.
I don’t blame you for the most tragic day in my life,
    but the symbols of you,
        good or bad,
            trigger memory in me,
                releasing prejudice,
                                             I wish, I wish, I didn’t have.
But I’m working on it.
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