One Day
I sank to the bottom of the ocean one day
and decided not to come up
and there I watched
the fishes swim
and felt the salt green life
It's peaceful here
and oh so cool
and no one notices me
I can sit and watch
or laugh or sleep
and just do
what I please
I don't think I'll go back again
it's far too nice down here
but if you want to visit me
it's here, in the sea
I'll be.
I have no painting for today, so thought I would share a poem I wrote in 1976. I do not write poetry often, as you can see from the date! In fact I don't usually think in poetic language, although I recognize it and like it when I see it. So, the poems are very few and far between, but when they come, they come as one quick thought, and complete.
Having recently started to snorkel, I now have a much deeper appreciation of that world 'at the bottom of the ocean'.. but now I call it 'sea'.
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