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Flying

We swim through an ocean of pigment.
Beautiful anemone clouds reflecting colors
Of the sun.  Slowly they turn black the deeper
We dive above the surface of the shallow lights.
Slowly we become one with the black velvet
Ocean; with fish that look like sparkling diamonds.

Such an elated feeling to know that we can glide
Through a river of stars and soon we will emerge
From our 20,000 leagues above the mantled crest
To see the salmon-yellow horizon where the
Ocean used to be.

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Written September 4th, 2006

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  • I like the images that you provide within the words to this piece. Really romantic in a non conential kinda way...thanks for sharing. peace and light always in ALL ways, kp


  • lovely! truly beautiful writing that sends out wonderful images for the reader to enjoy! you have fashioned a fine poem that i appreciate so much.


  • Wolfdog silver member
    June 16

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    Superb Plus

    'tis a most intriguing write, indeed. Strange, however, I get a strong impression that this poem is about man's callused attitude towards the polluting of our planet because that is what is happening as a result of "progress at any price".

  • this is a really great write. I liked the way it just sort of easily rolls along like a gentle river. Very good Job poet! thanks for sharing your talent.


  • twaintwine
    April 3, 2008

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    I follow this magically vivid journey and am transported to a Jules Verne wonderland! Extremely cool! I believe the last few lines are meant to convey the surfacing and seeing the world of "air" instead of "water"...but for me, twisted as I am, I was taken to a sinister vision of the journey ending with the ocean completely vaporized and gone...some kind of apocalyptic world found upon returning. That turned the poem on its head, and made it stunning for me. I realize, after looking at it, that it probably was unintentional.


  • Forgotten truth
    December 21, 2007

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    great poem, im not sore but is this about living forever, or living to the futer,, or is it about swiming in water,
    or flying,, cool but great wording...


    • Shadow of a Crow
      December 22, 2007
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      It is just that...Flying. Actually wrote it on a plane but it reminded me a lot of being in the water.


  • chugglepuff
    August 3, 2007

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    Brilliant! This muddled my brain at first with phrases like "we dive above the surface"... it just made me feel upside-down and giddy... A truly superb concept, and the imagery is fantastic. I love how, if you just switched a few words, you could be describing swimming. This was so uplifting, thanks for making me smile!


  • Deindichter
    September 8, 2006
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    This is very nice, your description was so amazing. You never cease to amaze me with your talent as a poet.

  • disparate
    September 6, 2006
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    I love how the title for this is "flying" and yet you used a lot of water references, rather than air.
    I miss seeing your writing as frequent as it used to be, but then, everytime you write something now it seems that much more special.
    Your writing style has changed quite a bit since I first started reading your work.
    'From our 20,000 leagues above the mantled crest
    To see the salmon-yellow horizon where the
    Ocean used to be.'
    I love that. It seems so perfect.
    Clouds. <3

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