Peter Lewis Holmes Poet Free verse

Death of a Free Diver

Death greets those who dive too 
deep in dark pelagic hell; tossed 
from jagged rock to vicious coral,
she stays the corpse’s dance,  each
impact destroys a little more; her slow 
explosion attracting hungry fish


All see her, bar gossiping 
annemones,  Cinderellas of the 
midnight tide, swaying like mops
In the angry swell

Now, amid the canyons of the blue-
green sea, blood’s torpid rivers 
conspire with current to pull her 
down; where grassy queue awaits
volcanic vents; the tube-worms 
larder door

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Yolanda Scott August 5, 2015 at 11:13 PM Nice write. I enjoyed reading!!! Brought back memories of me diving into the neighborhood pool and going straight to the bottom head first, ouch!!!

Shirley Rebstock August 5, 2015 at 7:30 PM So expressive and different. Although, I would never be a diver, I have read books, one Shadow Diver and your poem is so creative.