Swimmin in lifes road from the start to the finish.
Wishin the dive was some what endless.
In the middle of pavements solitude as the rain pours.
Rivits move on ahead as I paddle in chase for more.
Strokin patience as fingers cuff a pushin swoosh.
Kickin legs repellin onward thrusts towards whoos.
Breaths stolen are afloat as life lives in gasps.
Needin dry land in the middle of an illusions grasp.
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1 comment:
Perfect image for the poem. Love it.
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