Love me like we're underwater
no coming up for air
beautiful
quiet
refreshing
exhilarating
eyes closed
private and intimate
Just the two us beneath ripples of flowing water until we eventually need to come up for air
To leave moment
Yet when we surface
You're here but it isn't as it was
Not when the current danced with our hair
Your hand in mine
Chests tight from held breaths
I wish i understood
Why don't you love me like we're underwater;
When others can see
Only under the tide, current, and the weight of water may you love me as I crave.
underwater misfortune
finding a hidden miracle
in mistakes properly learned from
so used to failure
i crack the codes of the rudiments of reversal
of mistakes properly learned from
i now play chess with life
life always wins because i
have no idea how to play
i move on to going back to
being a veteran amateur
of knowing nothing
the beauty of the mirror
mirror on the wall is
primarily up to me
as i swim up to the
surface of the water for
much needed air, the sperm
whale of life beats me to it
and forces me back down with
the impact of its impact
Drifting, drifting we float, in azure abysses aglow
Drifting, drifting we glide, amidst aquatic artistry's flow
Drifting, drifting we go, where coral constellations grow
Swimming, swimming we surge, through sapphire seas serene
Swimming, swimming we swirl, where silent symphonies convene
Swimming, swimming we soar, as shimmering schools careen
Deeper, deeper we dive, discovering diverse domains
Deeper, deeper we delve, dreaming in diaphanous depths
Deeper, deeper we descend, dazzled by dappled daylight
Floating, floating we flit, through fragments of fantasies
Floating, floating we flow, as bubbles burst and breathe
Floating, floating we fly, transcending terrestrial ties
Marvelling, marvelling we move, in liquid labyrinths vast
Marvelling, marvelling we muse, on unity unsurpassed
Marvelling, marvelling we merge, with mysteries unsurpassed
Surfacing, surfacing we rise, souls saturated, serene
Surfacing, surfacing we return, beauty-filled, breathless, keen
Surfacing, surfacing we emerge, coral's call echoing between
underwater taj mahal
how many have seen you?
Your iridescent swirling waves the colors of rocks
browns, pinks, blues, you have such depth
I feel complete, observing nature’s utmost beauty
I feel the water
rising which shouldn't
be surprising.
Lately the emotions
they come like waves.
Wanting a kiss, a hug
are among the things
that I crave.
I know it makes it
hard on you when
I'm upset and feeling
blue but don't you
see I'm drowning
and I don't know
what to do.
You're so strong and
beautiful. I'd like
to be like you, calm
controlled and always
knowing just what to do.
If you could please
remember that
I love you when
my head is under
water, and try if you
can to forgive me when
I've become a bother.
©SamHarty
Come and see, beneath the sea
A world unbound by gravity
Seaweed forests which float and sway
Where schools of fishes dart and play
Castles of misty coral sands
Glimmer in pastel rainbow strands
Boldly disguised, the octopus blends
Like an eight-legged chameleon
A turquoise tail of a maiden fair
Breathing bubbles instead of air
Fantastic yellows and blues divine
Dazzle with aquamarine shine
Sun dappled coins spill liquid light
As waves crest towards lilac night
This magic lies, so close below
So take my hand, hold your breath -
Here we go!
11/06/22
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Sponsor: Constance La France
there is a party underwater
nobody is really celebrating
i swim amidst the decay
very soon i will be a member
there is a party underwater
the mold is so overwhelming
i swim amidst the apparent danger
very soon i will be a perfect match
there is a party underwater
many unready poems from broken spirits
i swim amidst the toxic stench of creepy cold regret
very soon i will add my similarly unread collection
underwater
thinking about slaughter
open to discussion
wanting to play percussion
refusing to breath easy
having difficulty and feeling queasy
hearing a different rhythm
trapped in a spinning abstract prism
wanting to break the seductive glass
wishing i could get a special pass
laying in the sand
newly bought pocket knife in hand
thinking about neckties
wanna slice until something wet flies
underwater
thinking about slaughter
then out of the blue
I.....HEAR.....YOU
Over pelagic reefs,
oscillating waters
obfuscate sunken fetes.
Octopi tango while
oarfish flash titian fins.
Opulent paradise:
oblivious to us.
4/5/21 - written for Kim Merryman's "Pleiades O" poetry contest - 1st place
The ocean's call washed me away
Today, tomorrow, and yesterday
The Earth and Sky all look away
For in the sea I choose to lay
And all the people shout and pray
But I've been yearning for this day
For the underwater is where I play
Rock beach of
chasms.
A man is pale dough
standing in sand.
Shimmer owns his
toes in a flurry of foam,
then withdraws.
He watches for a cue
in a sky of cotton ships
when a clam swallows
all his theories.
Running thunder into
frigid arcs, he is eyeless.
His arms extended,
a child to his mother
until his figure dispels
in the motion of curved glass.
Anonymous inside the
texture of a shadow,
deepening into aquatic blank.
Deeper, his nostrils drink arrows.
Deeper, his eyes open to films
of green bleeding blue.
He finds a secret madness
like forgetting at the bottom,
in granules of thick sand,
in nowness totally pressurized,
in the dislodging of a cornerless dream,
while bubbles volley from his lips.
Then he is up in the rise of brushing swirls,
the sun quivering through
the looking glass above.
Identity pounds his lungs.
Birth against the surface,
he becomes the heave of wind
from a glossy face.
But he keeps plummeting,
for a pearl that keeps changing,
a luster he can't keep,
a capture escaping.
Everything is tinged with blue
I could stay here forever
Admiring the bubbles
The beauty
The feel of the water on my skin
I love being underwater
As soon as my head dips under the surface
All my cares dissolve
As if they are absorbed into the water
My hair floats around me
And to me, it looks better than it does on land
Did I mention I love being underwater?
There is going to be a jump,
the only one that could thump-
in this room of bloom...
What are you doing sitting when you could be a standing ox?
Are they out on patrol as you wann the metal into your soul?
Dive deeply hard Sims-
they made you corrupt,
these are dignities we divide,
they had no name before you arrived-
more cola now,
less socially sane,
yes please ignite the flame,
I said I loved you-
but in due course you became scarce,
the lizards re-arrived to show demise,
every ape was lionized,
I compounded the pedals lady,
they spun in pride,
I evoked medals baby,
I'm sorry they arrived.
i have my eyes closed,
and the painful weight on my shoulders
begins to feel numb.
i don't know if i'm lost in an ocean
or a swimming pool.
the pressure in my head keeps me awake,
i'm breathing just fine.
i don't know when it started
to fill water around me.
all my senses are there
but my body is distance.
i guess there is a leak in my body,
i'm slowly filled with water,
will i drown or fade into it?
03.17.17
Funnily it is the shame of sham that shampoo runs away down a drain. Oh dear. What an absolute disaster for the many supporting bottles bearing differing names. Nevertheless it is the revered gel that will last in its cast of sachet. No problems with dressing up an updo update upon upcoming uniqueness. Dares to be a giant hippopotamus in a bathing suit waving. Wave back then. Go on or he or she will be unhappy. Oh dear. Oglala's originals organised organs. No keyboards though. Standing sipping seeding seedlings. Stew. Hahahaha and boiled boilers booking. Hahahaha mystified parrots peering. Hahahaha and an onion skin eating its breakfast. *** unification z
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