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  117.     

Meeting And Following The Mermaids

Far away from land
I'm swimming under the sea
Looking for some sea treasures
Either hidden or out in plain sight
On the ocean's floor


As I swim about the sea
Looking on the ocean floor for conch shells
and rare pearls
I feel a tap on my shoulder
And I about jump out of my skin
But I quickly go calm and turn around
And I look at you and your mer sisters
Smiling and looking at me

Being amazed yet stunned
You all are a beauty to behold
And I'm stuck in a dream-like state

You all start to swim ahead
And a few of you wave your hands to me
to follow
Looking all around me
And still perhaps in a state of disbelief
I abandon all reality
And I follow all of you
Swimming under the sea
While wondering what's waiting for you all
And wondering what's waiting for me
Up ahead
 
Justin Gildow

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  118.     

Women Who Begin With Letter S

Never published majorly,
But far beneath the sea, while I
Wake up on Tuesday after a holiday,
Holding my breath as a school of
Fish waits at the bus-: stop underfoot from
The lion,
I am surprised that I have arms and
Hands extended,
And a history brief and not well planned,
But sure,
And there are women who oppose my sex,
Who I am supposed to fit into,
Marry, love, support and reproduce into,
To eventually drift away every night
Our togetherness of the coital bed only
Highlighting how different planets we are,
But now I should move my fingers
And swim upward,
For there are bills and car insurance,
And naked speckled swimming in the shadows,
Their legs good enough to compete in
The Olympics,
For, you see, I created them. One of them
I named Lynn, all the others start with the
Letter S, and one day they might see the light
Of day,
So when the general populace wakes up
Sporadically, swimming into mass produced
Consciousness, they might see my women too,
And swim up into the belt of sun where
Green things grow, and notice how the sorority
Of freckled navels indent like flirting come-ons,
Like the bosom of fruit still clinging to its tree.
 
Robert Rorabeck

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  119.     

Cats 6. My Tom’s swum across the Channel!

- My Tom’s swum across the Channel!
- You’ve got a good son, Colonel!
My congratulations! He’s become
An excellent swimmer!
_____________________- What son?
- Tom! You often said Tom swam much.
He takes after you!
___________________- Tom’s such
A lazy boy. My cat Tom swims.
The Channel was crossed by him
On my head. I nearly lost
Him.
______- Then he didn’t swim but crossed.
 
Konstantin Ananin

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  120.     

Pool Of Blood

I was swimming.
Swimming in a pool of blood,
That wasn’t my own.

I realised it was your blood.
It was your blood and it was my fault.
I didn’t mean to.

I didn’t think.
It happened and I cant change it,
But I’m going to drown in it.

I deserve to drown in it.
Don’t I?
It was my fault and nothing will change that.

So I’ll stop swimming,
I’ll drown and everything will be right again.
Everything will be normal.

Except, neither of us will be in the world.
We’ll be in this pool of blood,
Together, forever.

So, I was swimming,
But now I’m not,
And I don’t know why?
 
Rachel Brewer

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