Submerged in ice cold water
I swim through waves, ripples
gliding through water with my arms
pushing through blacks bugs
floating on the surface
brought in from the rains.
I needed to feel this today, needed the chill
to wake me, free me, make me alive.
Diving under, sounds fill underneath
swept into a watery vacuum
the water is too blue, heavy with chlorine
too full, brimming at the walls
nearly breaching the surface.
I emerge, dripping, cold
the pool is empty
I stay to write.
Listening to sounds of small birds
singing in the trees around me
cars passing, a young child playing.
the cawing of a black crow
it flies from tree to tree gracefully
spreading its black wings.
I need the solitude of this hour.
The ever present sound of semi-trucks
humming on the highway behind me
the sun hides itself behind grey clouds
they move ominously, darkening
threatening a storm to come.
I put away my pen
ease into the waters depths
a few more laps
then I will depart
raindrops on my back
the yellow school bus
trundling down the road
bringing my children
Copyright May 19 2016 Stacie Eirich