BALLAD Poem: Oh, bluebrown gal;, by Kiegan Austin

Like a deep dark river
wandering through a canal

Do you know what you are?
Do you see what I’m seeing?

Oh, bluebrown gal –
you are all that has been

Eased you rest
as robin eggs
in a mother’s snug nest

Oh, bluebrown gal –
I call & I hear your sweet gest

like waves stiff
rising & crashing against weathered cliffs

Oh, bluebrown gal –
you’re everywhere & it

Your eyes of pale aquamarine
are slivers of your soul peering
into physicality –
– settled squarely in frame,
your hair – dark brown mahogany

Oh, bluebrown gal;

Two staples of nature:
the sea & the ground
perfected on you
reflected around