Trepidation & Bliss

This poem is dedicated to my stepfather, Dave, in light of his passion for diving.

Submersed beneath the intimidating boundaries
of life and death
gazing down at the darkened dearth below me
my heart begins to hammer against my chest
ten times harder
and I resist the violent urge
to shatter through the surface above me
or is it below me?
Which way is up and which way is down?
A hand pulls me downward
encouraging me to move
pressure increases quickly
breath faint and irregular
mind electrifies with raging terror
and wild thrill
as I swim down further
bubbles whirling around me
chest releases tension
replacing it with pleasure
and freedom.

Reviews

[Liz]

This is wonderful. The imagery is vivid and the reader can definitely feel the emotion. Well done.

[Senseless whatever]

Good write. I like the way you described the feeling imagined in this.

[Jonathan De Elvira]

mind blown!!
I had never been diving before but i liked this one...I felt the water rising up as I'm reading this...again, nice work...your step dad is cool though...

[Lovely Lady]

Well done and grabbing!
~♥~

[VioletRose]

Good poem. Well done...review for review? Go ahead and review anything of mine.

[Bette]

some poeple crave a "rush". well done

[Coyote Poetry]

The water can awake the spirit to come alive. Diving must be a great high. I suicide board most of the oceans in the world. Never had the balance for a surf board or diving. I like this poem. I know the feeling of being free and alone with the water and the challenge. A outstanding poem. Made me wish to be near the Pacific ocean once again.
Coyote