A Short Poem, To Start

I felt like I needed to write some poetry to 'lube up' the ol' creative passageways for more serious research (as prof finch would say)...so here goes.

Under Water

I want to be taken over-
Like seaweed lost in tidal eddies
Sand tossed livid in spiraling undertows
Whirlpools circling at the edge of the deep.

I cast myself aside, a castaway
Stranded off sharpened coral banks
Smashed flotsam, jetsam, bubbling forth...
Body tossed weakly by the ebb and flow.

Ridges, crests, boundaries undefined
A vast chasm, heated waters rising up-
Wet darkness swirling to
The throbbing syncopation of the Earth.

How heavenly, this liquid escape
So hellish, the depths to which I've sunk...
Only the bravest explorer dives down
In the dangerous pursuit of treasures unknown.

-dedicated to dear Mattimus Sablove...safe travels brother!!!