Yes
this
shark
repre-sents the publish-ing world - eager to swallow writers whole, shred egos to pieces, and leave a bloody mess.
Or perhaps it's just another day in Belize where my husband dove in September. The sharks circle. The divers are wary. Fortunately, neither choose to bare their teeth. I stayed home, had use of the big screen tv, and awaited the tales of adventure and the pictures. These are courtesy of Pelagia, the boat Agressor's film team. I am inspired by Ray's scuba tales:
Belize
hold my breath
coral beauty
intense color
tentacles wave
bubbles waft
barracuda above
shark below
exhale
fast forward
scuba diving hubby
floats away
thumbs up
dvd dive
relive adventure
dry land
I exhale
hold my breath
coral beauty
intense color
tentacles wave
bubbles waft
barracuda above
shark below
exhale
fast forward
scuba diving hubby
floats away
thumbs up
dvd dive
relive adventure
dry land
I exhale
See, I can write about the experience without getting wet.
Joanne
On the beach seems safer to me. Love the poem.
ReplyDeleteAnn
I don't think I'd like swimming with a shark like that. No thanks.
ReplyDeleteIt is nice to have sole control of the remote control from time to time.
I really enjoy your poetry. I would not make a good scuba diver and agree that I can enjoy diving via a nice DVD. You are a nut, ya know???
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