The Undertow

by Jem Croucher


Beware the undertow
My Mother always said
Always wondered what it looked like
as the thought filled me with dread

I pictured quite a monster
Lurking down below
Beneath the waves just waiting
But for what, I didn’t know

I never, ever saw it
though I was often in the sea
But I know one thing for certain
That it never bothered me

Ever mindful of that warning
I have paused oft to reflect
For the sea with all its beauty
Still deserves all due respect

The love I have will never falter
For the ocean’s in my heart
But I’ll always heed the warnings
I was given at the start

Photo – ©Jempics


6 Comments to “The Undertow”

  1. Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.

  2. Thank you as always. Big smiles.

  3. I remember my mother issuing the same warning to me 🙂 wonderfully put

  4. hey! same here!
    Thanks for putting it into words!

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