The drowning

The drowning

I became


I breathed


I learned


I dreaded


I regretted


I brimmed with attention

I listened

Water urged me to put my ear to songs

Of sea shells, sea urchins, sea shores

They sung on repeat a human checklist of caution

They begged me to become water and choke on myself, for one day

No plastic straws in my turtle noses

No riff raff from beaches in my whale bellies

No hazardous bottles of party waste

No clouds that bled poison in rain

No human discharge polluting my bed

No leaking pipes feeding oil to my fish

No detergent toxics creating dead zones

No devastating impact on mating routines

No sunscreen eating my coral architecture

No lonely deaths to my beautiful jellyfish

No debris disturbing my wind patterns

I became water

I became water

I drowned


TSL prompt inspired – Whispering waves

Published by Kashiana

I am a management professional by job classification and a work practitioner by personal preference. One poetry collection - Shelling Peanuts and Stringing Words and a chapbook, Crushed Anthills. Always gathering poems, and letting them marinate and change shape and form.

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