You stand shivering on a step
Water waves swiping at your feet.
While the sun glares upon your back,
The water waits like a monster,
Recoiled, ready to attack
Finally, you plunge head first.
A mist shrouds out all sounds and sights.
Your arms row fast, yet your kicks flail.
Lungs are squeezing, while your head hops
And sinks like a ship with no sail.
But in between each desperate heave
And gasping for a second wind,
When your head goes below the waves,
Time seems to slow to a stand still.
Cocooned from the sun and the crowds
Bellows, the body follows
The sail of purpose in your mind,
Leaving a sea of fear behind
The kicks and breaths now row in time,
Driving you to the finish line.
YOU ARE READING
Poems and other drabbles
PoetryJust some poems I've been experimenting with in my downtime from writing stories. They just come to head whenever and can be about anything I've experienced in life. Hope you like them.
