Fast
reaching for a pen
a pad
to catch poems about to explode
like a juicy sneeze—
Want to tell you how lovely to simply stand
and let water softly gather
around my feet.
I’m not making any effort to move
Just being deliciously still.
For too long have had
to deal with ripcord currents
taking over and bullying me.
Have choked in surprise sea waters
couldn’t swim as wish
certainly not float.
Want to tell you how lovely
simply standing
and let water gather
around my feet.