My first roll in the Thames last Sunday night...
Always in front, always in danger,
never behind, never safer,
Sick of it all, especially you,
The one who pulls me, tells me to...
Always the tallest, always up high,
Never down, to high to cry,
The air is thin, can't breathe anymore,
You tell me come down, be by your...
Always in deep, never shallow,
Never the air, never the flow,
The water is cold, dark down here,
I'm told to re-surface, where it is clear...
Always no fear, always no shame,
Never scared, never in pain,
This front is all, this front is good,
I wish it would fall, I wish it would.
Jason
(C) JPT 2007.........1742.57 miles
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2 comments:
I like that.
bravo! excellent poem.
I'd still like to know why you were out there at night?!? :)
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