Posts tagged ‘floating’

October 31, 2018


by Abigail Gronway

My laps for exercise were done,
So I let the water hold me,
Felt the rise and fall as breathing
Filled and emptied out my airways.

Conscience tried in vain to scold me,
For I would not idle linger,
But a moment only savor
All to me the world bequeathing.

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February 3, 2013

“Green Bier”


[Imagery Garden with Real Toads  Cinquecento poetry prompt for this weekend]

Fresh foam

Wave against ten

Digging, gripping joints

Each one swimming and floating up

For breath

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June 18, 2012

Darkest Hour T…

by journeyintopoetry

Darkest Hour


There’s a fine line between

welcome dawn, chorus of

optimism floating through

open window, and dark,

aphotic moments before

when divorce from reality

seems the only way;

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