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Your friend in poetry, Susan
FEATURED POEM
" THE BLUE "
"I am part of a divine plan"
Said my folks,
But I wanted to dive out,
Out of the plan and into the Blue
And so I did,
I dived into the magnificent Blue,
It felt cool,
I held by breath and opened my eyes
I saw it,
Endless water everywhere .
I pushed my hands
My leg, my feet,
No one around
Just me and the Blue water.
Then it struck me
The icy truth
Many dived, into the deceitful Blue
No one came out, not one soul.
I looked down
Saw nothing, nothing
But dark, cold and bitter
No longer, could I hold my breath
My heart raced, at three hundred
Blue weighed me down
As I tried pulling out.
I heard voices,
Somewhere distant:
"Run dear, while you can
Never seize, to turn around
The Blue'll seduce you
And that's how you'll lose you."
I pushed my hands,
Couldn't move an inch
Intoxicated, by the Blue
My heart raced no more
My lung wanted to give out
Pulled into the gravity
Down I went.
I saw a glimpse, over my head
A ray of sunshine,
A hand of hope.
I reached out
And felt warmth
I felt at peace
No longer intoxicated
And out of the Blue.
Blue never got it, my soul or my heart
I am part of a divine plan
It was bliss indeed, at last.
- Diya Tesla Thomas