Archive | September 19, 2005

Poemlet drowning

Wrote this a while back, here it is again

I am drowning
and you stand there on the shore
shaking your head
reminding me oh-so-patiently
that I need only put my feet down to find ground.
I do so (it’s harder than you think it is),
regaining my footing,
wondering what you would do
if there was no solid ground for me to stand on
wondering if you understand
the need
want
desire to be rescused
protected
held.
Where did I go wrong?
And I am drowning again
and you stand on the shore
shaking your head
and never
understanding.