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Poems
Oct 2020
One
I am gripping the sand with my toes
Experiencing the cold wind on my skin
Watching the grey undulations of the swell
As I leave my clothes behind
I am at the waterβs edge
Striding boldly through the water
Diving under the surface
Kicking my legs hard
Gasping as the water hits me
Pushing forwards into the deep
Breathing hard to survive
Thinking of nothing but the moment
I am out of my depth
Going deeper
My skin burning with the cold
Fully awake
No more confusion
One with this experience
5th October 2020
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Commuter Poet
UK
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