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Swimmer's Ear
by Rebecca LinThere are mistakes that are made.
A bug hitting the wall,
a shadow of something tiny
trying to escape.
There is water in your head.
And you are stuck,
you are stuck.
Fogged vision
of blurred glass
from too much water that is
salty in your eyes.
You can hear the blockage:
the confinement
and heartbeat
pounding for release.
There is an empty pool
alone in your head.
There are consequences
from actions that were unintended.
You see a bug hitting the wall,
trapped on a ceiling.
A shadow of something about to be squished. 04/14/2013 Posted on 04/14/2013
Copyright © 2024 Rebecca Lin
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Paul Lastovica on 04/15/13 at 08:11 PM "there is an empty pool / alone in your head" i love the image this conjures up. |
| Posted by Dorian Black on 01/28/14 at 04:19 AM There has been water on my brain for many years, I thought for a long while it was from surfing but I think that I've come to realize that it's from the puddle I've landed in trying to escape the shadow of what is trying to squish me.
Beautiful imagery! Thank you for sharing this one, as well. |
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