Dive, or: Drown

Poetry Partners #30

‘Dive’, a poem by Martha Anewa of ‘a young writer’s mind’

Time to dive into the words you spoke to me,
The day you told me you loved me and I thought it was a lie,
How little of love I knew back then,
Now I'm drowning in the fountain of love.

A shadorma by ben Alexander of โ€˜The Skepticโ€™s Kaddishโ€™

can't swim? good.
foolish immortal ~
you -can't- drown!
come now... stop
thrashing about already!
... you don't need to breathe.



Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

Ben Harper (b. 1969)

Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!


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23 thoughts on “Dive, or: Drown”

  1. A beautiful tango in poetry once more

    One of my biggest fears is to loose the ability to hold my breath under water

    Be bouyant, float, you will get their too.

    Write?

          1. Ok, no mine was down completely. My first post where I first asked you also never went through.
            Must be faults at the towers.

          2. no no, my original comment never went through. The internet was down i noticed, and i wanted to know if you experiencing the same problem.

  2. Hehe! The Shadorma is just what I can imagine being said to Poseidon by the Titan, Oceanus!! A sharp contrast to drowning in a fountain of love!

  3. The word surrender kept popping up in my reading today. Same idea here. Not the same as giving in, more like letting go. (K)

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