Held hostage

I hold you up
even as my face slips
beneath the salt-strewn spray
treading in place
because you refuse to swim

moving on alone
is not an option
but how can I save you
once the waves
have taken me away

22 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. deanabo
    Feb 05, 2013 @ 12:09:30

    This is really good.

    Reply

  2. Ray Sharp
    Feb 05, 2013 @ 13:44:23

    so much truth

    Reply

  3. Anonymous
    Feb 05, 2013 @ 13:48:57

    I think this is one of your best, Mims. Never knew you were a swimming instructor. 😉 Learn something new every day.

    Reply

  4. filledandfooled
    Feb 05, 2013 @ 15:33:24

    Powerful!

    Reply

  5. johnnycrabcakes
    Feb 05, 2013 @ 16:26:52

    Powerful.
    “how can I save you
    once the waves
    have taken me away”…
    Wow…

    Reply

  6. billgncs
    Feb 05, 2013 @ 18:31:32

    I wonder who’s really drowning

    Reply

  7. Joe
    Feb 05, 2013 @ 21:41:54

    …so very sad. Empathetically I think of you Mimsy

    Reply

  8. Esenga' s Voice
    Feb 06, 2013 @ 15:37:10

    Sad, yet deep…deeper than the waves…

    Reply

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  10. jenlefeverwood
    Feb 10, 2013 @ 00:36:45

    Brilliance. ~ Jen

    Reply

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