Thursday, July 13, 2023



When faced with the plank,

I feared the sea.


I shouldn’t have.

The dark waters have always borne me

like God’s own hand.


Breathing petrified air

for far too long,

I’d neglected the glide

and swift flip


I’d learned

birthed at the milk side

of deep monsters who’d cradled

the calfling me.


Kohl running,

half-burned candle

ripped from my hand,

arms and legs bound,

I braved the ship’s side.


Pirates snarled insults

with teeth missing,

and legs, from the knee.

But what did they know

of my means,


their jealous hands yielding

the treasures of scurvy

and bitter gangrene?


No push needed, I jumped—

fear on their scarred visages,

gaping, cursing me

and their luck,


with every tie being unstrung

in the sparrow-filled wind.



© 2023 Jennifer Wagner



What is the price of two sparrows—one copper coin? But not a single sparrow can fall to the ground without your Father knowing it.   And the very hairs on your head are all numbered.   So don’t be afraid; you are more valuable to God than a whole flock of sparrows. Matthew 10:29-31

His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me. ~ Civilla D. Martin, 1905


  1. Well, I just love this. It reminds me a little bit of an old Simon & Garfunkel song called "Save The Life of My Child." Know it? Some say this life seems real, feels real, but is just a stage, an illusion, and that there are glitches in the matrix all the time. Rolling waves or familiar sanctuary? Take the leap and find out. Just wonderful stuff.

  2. Thanks so much, Fireblossom. I didn't remember the S&G song, so I looked it up and gave a listen and thought maybe I had heard it, though long ago. It's always makes my day when you like my work!

  3. I love this, particularly the last two stanzas! Well written!

  4. The imagery from the Sea and its lores captures the grit and the tenacity of the soul in its journey of self-discovery. This is really uplifting.

  5. "’d learned

    birthed at the milk side

    of deep monsters who’d cradled

    the calfling me."

    This is such a powerful write!

  6. Bold. Brave. I love this poem.

  7. A wonderful evocation of those moments that require a leap of faith...

  8. Of course, the pirates will snarl when you leave them behind!


Thank you for your thoughts!