Goggles on and feet wet now is not the time to fret 35 degrees is what i feel so slip in the water to reveal a million mirrored reflections mouthful of bubbles with rejections a shadow of myself stroking across the water stoking thought i would be gasping but seem to be lasting as silence comes to fore a world different to before just me and the void no need to be annoyed can be anywhere i need my boundaries are freed i seek the solace in my mind the tensions left behind as each breath i take i see a vivid blue sky above me ...........
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Posted: Dec 2013
About this poem:
had to hit the local pool and pump out a few laps ......great for so many reasons ............
Hi Jesse ....thanks mate glad you can relate ........Going to catch up with Kathy in NZ hope to slip into a few waves while i am there .......trying to kick start my lungs ...He He ....All the best ...Regards Nu
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