31 May


The waters were still

She could see the sand

Down there in the deep.


Her feet traced ripples

That tore the clouds

And made each white bit leap.


The sashaying weeds

Beguilingly beckoned

To join them in their ranks.


The fishes, they tickled

As they kissed her toes

The sun ignored their pranks.


She longed to dive

And be embraced

By the river’s majestic swell


To lie still and listen

To stories and songs

From a distant dell.


But a cold wind whispered

Of hidden whirlpools

As she bent forward from the edge.


Hesitant to jump

Reluctant to leave

Petrified  by a pledge.


Posted by on May 31, 2012 in Poetry


4 responses to “Bound

  1. Jolly

    June 12, 2012 at 8:26

    What a wonderful picture you paint with your words.

  2. Colourfade

    June 1, 2012 at 8:26

    🙂 went to the river bank for a while…

  3. dreamingthruthetwilight

    June 1, 2012 at 8:26

    Thanks dear friend. Love encouragement:-)

  4. Personal Concerns

    May 31, 2012 at 8:26

    This is yet again a wonderful piece of poetry from you!
    Enjoyed reading it so much!
    The picture is so very apt!


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