Just enough oxygen.
Not a breath more,
than what is needed
for life to continue.
Her body floats in liquid blue.
Hair feathered out
on the surface like tentacles
reaching for a firm grip,
a holdfast,
to keep from
going
under.
© Alicia Grimshaw 2017
Just enough oxygen.
Not a breath more,
than what is needed
for life to continue.
Her body floats in liquid blue.
Hair feathered out
on the surface like tentacles
reaching for a firm grip,
a holdfast,
to keep from
going
under.
© Alicia Grimshaw 2017
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Very well written 👏
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Thank you.
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I had to be silent for a moment to soak this in. I read it three times. It was me, in a sea of blue chaos. So many ways you can interpret this, at least for me.
I had to catch my breath a couple of times. Refreshing.
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I appreciate that you read this three times. It is short but comes from a deep experience.
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“A holdfast” – that might be a pretty good definition of poetry. At least for me.
And it doesn’t have to mean only a metaphorical buoy, rescue rock, or low hanging branch– though these are good when drowning — but also anything that might be solid and lasting in the ever changing current of life.
I’m going to remember that word. Thanks!
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Albert, this is a fantastic reflection. Poetry is a holdfast for me as well. We all need ways to hold on through the challenging days of life. Thanks for taking the time to reflect back your thoughts.
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Just enough oxygen.
Not a breath more,
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Thank you Kirsten.
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This is powerful. I really felt the emotion and struggle in your words Ali.
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Thank you Miriam. Great to hear from you.
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Your writing is simply beautiful, these phrases are so incredibly poetic and evocative. I adore your blog x
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Abby, thank you for reflection. I hope that my words resonate with others and help them to not feel alone in the world. Have a beautiful day.
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Thank you for your words.
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Thank you for reading.
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As I read your words, I could feel the struggle and I swear, my breath started to slow…
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Thank you. It was written during a time of great struggle and I am glad that my words brought that forth for you.
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It’s a beautiful and powerful poem…thank you for sharing your heart.
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I share so that others will not feel alone. Thank you for letting me know that my words touched your day.
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Blue and chilling, I like “Hair feathered out on the surface like tentacles”,
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Thank you. I always appreciate hearing your reflection.
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