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net
by Mary Frances Spencerthe glue
that holds us all
together
is sticky
elastic
stretching around this
world
and into the next
like a net
we are caught
in a tangle of oxygen
sunlight
energy
we are fish
flopping on the sand
choking on anxiety
drying out in the dust
of desire
coughing consumption
dangling from
such rigid hooks
eyes bulging
video electric
scales once iridescent
falling away
in bits
submerge within
let go
flow with
current
surrender
stretch the boundary
swim in truth
then
only then
can we really breathe
11/13/2007
Author's Note: Just trying to swim freely here! MFS
Posted on 11/13/2007
Copyright © 2024 Mary Frances Spencer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 11/13/07 at 01:21 PM interesting imagery. i like the lines 'choking on anxiety
drying out in the dust
of desire'
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| Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 11/13/07 at 05:57 PM Yes. Vital, and "sticky elastic" imagery that gets us "swim"ming in truth". Love the "net" image. |
| Posted by Jean Mollett on 11/13/07 at 06:12 PM Hi Mary,
Yes, indeed. A different way at looking at or for the truth through a net, glue and sunlight and fish. Good imagery. |
| Posted by Tony Whitaker on 11/20/07 at 05:48 PM I want some of what you are smoking, eating or drinking. As I use to say many years ago, "Far Out Man"! Fish Heads, Fish Heads, roly poly Fish Heads... |
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