Wednesday, 16 November 2011

Sinking





Sinking
In a stream of bubbles
Light, white, bright
The air flies above
Restless
I dive
Down
Down
Deeper in the dark
No light beckons
No thoughts cry out
I dive
Deeper
I feel the lightness
The weightlessness
 Of falling
No safety chute
 Just me
Light as a feather
In the warm glow
Of the summer
sun
I fall
Sliding into the void
Where we like to play
As the bubbles
Dance
Around my head
Waking
A dream
Of swimming like a fish
With scales
Of orange
Slipping and sliding
Out of reach
I breathe now
The bubbles drift away
I watch them
Float free
Breathing
Breathing


copyright Vickie Johnstone

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