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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Sand scrapes my skin as I wake, Warm water around my shoulders break, Spluttering, I shake my head and open my eyes, Palms and dunes to my surprise. Shock constricts my body as I cannot register time and space, The bar, the music, the fast pace Am I dreaming? What is this place? Try to rise but there’s a heavy weight, Body entangled in a putrid drape, The marine meadow; a slimy constraint, A sea tangle, I must escape. Rigidly I strip away the remnants of the sea, And drag myself to the water's edge to cleanse the whole of me. Crustaceans, salt, an external coat of slime Begone the foulness drying with time. The pristine coastline, White sand stretching around, The cove overshadowed by palms and vines, An escape, if invited, to relax and unwind. Mangoes and coconuts, But where is the wine? The wine that blanketed my mind. For somehow I have been transported to a time, Of an unknowing adventure, that was not planned by mine. Flashes of a yacht, bright lights and sound, A heavy splash, to a sinking drown, A sea coated awakening, a heavy frown, I’d fallen over, but not shut down. Heavy of heart, I wander through the brush, Unforgiving terrain cuts at my thighs, I seek the higher ground, My body persists with audible sighs. The top; a vista of incredible size Without division between water and sky, I feel lost and abandoned, Overwhelmingly I cry. A reflective sparkle from down below, Catches my eye as a shape appears to glow, My yacht, my friends, My place in the world. Scrambling down, Excited and desperate, I stumble, and crash, My body too wretched. The target is near, life saving and clear, But I cannot see the ground beneath me, Anxiousness enveloping my all, And I fall. Fall, and fall. The facade leans out, like a medieval pell, As I descend into a violent chasm, Torn and broken, a cry ringing in the death knell. A heavy thud easy to fathom.
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