Swimming


Darkness is a local swimming hole

I glide in and out of it everyday.

Delving about in my art…

exposing bits and pieces of my soul.

And, I flounder in my anger…when I do so.

I account for mistakes like lily pads that have gone astray.

I bargain with hopes and dreams…as though they were in rhythm with the waves.

A dance routine shown to less than a handful.

As stark New Hampshire waters pillage in my depth…I know I must not standstill.

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