Water swirls and grabs at my exposed feet.
I continue onwards, deeper deeper. My feet leave the sooty muddy bottom.
I push off and slide through the glassy water like a penguin on ice reeds threaten to pull me under, tangling and wrenching on my ankles. I pull away. I let myself relax.
I lie face up, clouds race across the sky. I feel the stiffness leave my muscles. I close my eyes and let the water lap at my sides.
By Olivia
(Weekly challenge poem written about a photo she was given)
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