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Swim Poet, Swim

Baggies of death that swirl
and dip and hang
in the eddies we loath
and love to hang inside...

where life and love
and daggers and guns
blow our lives away...

but still we linger
and wander within
the cool and soothing calms...

when deep inside
we know the darkest river rapids are home.

Author notes

inspired by http://allpoetry.com/poem/4457741 by http://allpoetry.com/Suzanne%20Dia

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  • Just4u
    August 13, 2008

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    There is peace in the torrent
    when both sides are held
    There is silence in roaring
    when all is the jail

    There is calmness in rapids
    when source is held near
    There is stillness in movement
    when the dual is your Dear

    Eddy


  • sidewinder silver member
    August 13, 2008

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    we all have a dark side to ourselves reaching into our scars...
    the trick is to not allow our experiences overwhelm!
    Well done my friend!
    Keep penning on one stroke at a time!
    Bill