she swam out into it
– there where she was
always sure she should have been
the fish recognised her and
smiled by turning sideways
I followed with my throat
full of fear
the water was deep
we were intruding on the seabed
all the glistening light
the blueness of it
the magnified brim of the sea
licking our bodies
she swam out into it
it was in these arms
she had always been held
and me with my mother’s hesitation
just a breath behind her
wanting her to float and be friends with the
coral and clams
but not to swim quite so deep…
she swam out into it
a native of reef
her body a fearless
strong float strung up
the sea tasted of tears and
was so achingly familiar
like a thing I knew
from so long ago we had all lost count
my poor tight fists
holding nothing but water
my chest a cavern of love
if there was just this
I would watch her swim
and never lose her to the deep
Dear Lucy, That is so wonderful. It brought back memories of holding my little son in the water so many years ago, like a fish holding another fish. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteThis is wonderful, Lucy.
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful Lucy. Thank you.
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ReplyDeleteOh, lovely, Lucy!
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