The land seemed closer
Just a bit more swimming left
But dawn comes
I am not blind for once
Shore is far away
My legs ache
Water coughs my lungs
Not sure I can make it
Seems so far
Too far for all the little
Strength that's left
Should I keep swimming?
Don't know what I'll face if I
Reach the shore
Harsh rocks
To crush myself against?
Am I dead either way?
Will I wish I had kept from shore
Way out there
Far away
And drowned?
It felt... right to me, I like it.
ReplyDeletethe only part that left me feeling taken-back was the ending "And drowned?"
thx for sharing.
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ReplyDeleteToday I took your metaphor and burped.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jeff. Just a bit down yesterday (a bit? This is only a bit?!?)
ReplyDeleteI appreciate the poem, Walking Man. You must know how much...