swimming
and swimming
and swimming in circles.
sometimes i lead and sometimes i follow.
mostly i just swim.
unaware of the other side,
blue is all i see.
and so i keep on swimming.
what else is there to do?
i often dream,
of other pools,
of bigger oceans,
of water without walls.
inspired by the weekend wordsmith
April 23, 2010
149. Goldfish
"from this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines..." walt whitman
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