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June 2, 2010

Posted by anoddphrase in Uncategorized.
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running through waves.

 

 

 

like f   l o   a   t i  n   g

 

              un der

                        water

 

  a   foot

              below

                          the   surface.

 

 

 

                                                            no   sounds

 

                                    but    the     wash     of       water

 

 

                                                                                           trickling

 

                                                                                                                  (waves   r  Olling

                                                                                                                          through    my ears)

 

 

the light above blurred

   indistinguishable

but for    the undulating

                                    glimmers

 

                                                like sequins

                                                  on the scales   of a   rainbow  fish    or   mermaid

 

 

floating

                        dream-like

 

                                                through an ocean 

                                                                                    of muted    calm

                                                                                                                        and numb feeling

 

drifting.

 

 

everything moves so slowly

as if through a

                                    drugged

                                                            opium-haze

 

 

 

 

                                                                                                                        and   I can’t get out.

I can’t wake up.

 

                                                            I cannot move.

 

 

 

 

 

it is like standing on a beach

 and moving my limbs through water

     trying to run,

                        but the tide

                                    the white foam

                                 wave break

            holds me

                        back

pulls me

   down

 

resists   my   every move.

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1. Fairyskisses77 - June 18, 2010

I love you 🙂 Where are you?


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