Night Dive
by
Michael R. Ault
Saturday, July 16, 2005
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I recently took up diving (as my picture shows)
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Night Dive
Trapped
in a bubble of light
You drift weightless in inky darkness
The sound
of you breathing
and the popcorn sound of shrimp
the only noise
Clouds
of your exhalations
mark your path in the darkness
like pale, hopeful ghosts
The rays of brightness
from your light
reveal miracles and dances of death
in the circle of life
Creatures
of fairy worlds
and of nightmares
share the night
and water with you
Too soon
it is time to return
to your world
but this one has touched your soul
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| Reviewed by Annabel Sheila |
7/14/2009 |
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Captivating write, Michael....it's easy to understand your passion for diving.
Anna |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
7/16/2005 |
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| Yes! I can relate to the essence within your verses here, Michael. Thank you. Love and peace. Regis |
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| Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner |
7/16/2005 |
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Michael,
Being claustrophobic, scuba diving is not for me...LOL
Still and all, the ocean is another world...
Love this beautiful journey you took me on. Thanks!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :) |
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