Bubbles

Bubbles

A Poem by Ripple of Aqua
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From the great underwater world...

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Tides of warmth cascade around my body In effortless motion I kick and pull under the water
Bubbles rise from my mouth
And I watch as they flounder to the reflective ceiling
I look around in the greatness of the amount of aqua
Bodys merge and bind
Legs swinging, arms twirling,
Cloth covering very little, bound and reaching like seaweed
All hidden under the rippling roof I wind my body through the labyrinth,
caressing lightly among the wrinkled skins
 Noises loose themselves,
echoing and contorted laughter and voices I travel further downward
So far from the surface that all lays around me is darkness
 My lungs constrict but I care less; sifting through the deep blue
Diving further down I watch from the bottom, bodies rushing through the air
Only for the water to enclose around them carefully
Tearing itself apart in the process
The air's fingers entertwining it's claws in the quakes of waves
A single person emerges from the egg of clear white ribbons swimming off without another care
Now the ache in my chest hardens into a heavy rock,
 smaller bubbles escaping my mouthed prison
For a moment, I throttle,
But my feet untwine and swerve below me franticly
The sun wavering in the thin image of more blue clotted with white
Then I break the surface 

© 2011 Ripple of Aqua


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And you want to be a dolphin or a "mermaid" to stay more time under the water and feel how the water press your body when you swim fast, and jumping, enjoying the water and the sun at the same time.

I can feel my lungs breath at last, you know how to take us in the travel of your imagination.

I like it.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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And you want to be a dolphin or a "mermaid" to stay more time under the water and feel how the water press your body when you swim fast, and jumping, enjoying the water and the sun at the same time.

I can feel my lungs breath at last, you know how to take us in the travel of your imagination.

I like it.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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I like to write, a lot, and I normally have been writing books more than poetry, but I believe my stories are just far too precious to put up. I love all form of arts-fine arts, creative writing, mu.. more..

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