National Poetry Day
Fear, Sea and Me
My first memory of the ocean
was being swallowed by a wave.
Just as Jonah was by the whale.
Trapped in the underbelly of the swell,
it was a dark place.
I gulped down mouthfuls of salty water
My chest started burning from
choking and swallowing at the same time.
trying to cough
every drop up.
It was over in seconds
but the fear
has lasted a lifetime.
I had a similar experience..when I was young..
I still remember how scary it was under there. I love the ocean but I tend to stay out of it unless wearing a wet suit and attached to something buoyant – like a body board. Hope you’re not too scared by it!
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