Hidden Water

In the hidden water is my own little oasis

It is my escape, it is my get away

By the hidden water is the answer to it all
By the hidden water is a magical water fall
I walk to the water sometimes just to think
And when I think I become mystic
My thoughts become as deep as that water
But Be careful self, before you drown and become lost in it
If I stare long enough I see mermaids and great fish
I see a beautiful place, something far beyond this

And when I'm tempted from the look

I approach the water foot by foot

And when I am deep in, I go for a swim

Seeing the small creatures that swim within

When I get tired, I flip over and float

Sailing and coasting as if I were a boat

Gazing at the sky as I become one with water

Dare to knock my groove?

Don't you even bother..

while I'm in this Hidden Water

Reviews

[Jess]

hi erica,i love your poem a lot.;]] i can relate myself so much because i live in a island and oh theres a time that i compare myself to a deep blue ocean,.its very mystical.

[Erica Ross]

Thank you :)

[Constance L. Hartwell]

I love the imagery. As I read this piece I imagined myself at a lake, just enjoying the beauty of the water and nature. The water (as well as nature herself) is very mystical indeed.

[Erica Ross]

Thank you so much. I'm glad that you enjoyed it.

[Steven Cash]

interesting

[Cerise]

Very well done....beautifully written...it takes guts to swim in your own hidden water..great piece..:)

[Suze]

I think we all have access to our own hidden waters inside, and you have perfectly described your secret place within.