Oxygen

Posted: July 10, 2009 in Poems

 

I have to come up for air!
I have been there before,
it is that place where
the light is so bright
the sound so vivid
and the air so clear.
 
But, even with such floatation
plummeting fathoms
to dark depths
of blind confusion,
bursting lungs and
such pressure brings delusion.
 
Then oxygen absence impacts…
…and I have to come up for air !

 

dwk

Comments
  1. Sheena says:

    Gerroff?….Never knew how to spell that…now I do…..How\’s the oxygen level?….xx

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  2. Sheena says:

    Very graphic….in the words and the presentation…….You can almost feel the struggle for air….or something else besides…..xx

    Like

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