each time
I think
I can’t bear it
it hurts too much
you are hitting me when I am down
but then I know
that I have come too close
icarus to the sun
you melt the wax from my wings
impassive
as I fall
from the sky
you forget
I forget
that the sea is my true element
not the air
I fall into the sea
I am safe
no wings
no air
no burning sun
just the depths
my tail is back
and the painful split is healed
I swim
down to the depths
I remember
that you torch me
because it is unbearable
to be loved
you stand on shore
apollo
bright and beautiful
I wonder if you will call me forth
from the froth
I wonder if I will come
forth
“if you will call me forth from the froth.” Beautiful.
thank you
come forth from the froth is great!
Beautiful.
thank you
This is so beautiful!
augh! shy attack! (thanks)
The picture is a synchronized swim trio — two lifted the third. They aren’t allowed to push off from the bottom, it’s all done with practice and the strength of their swimming….
That definitely adds to the meaning of the poem.