The weight of water

Would you still argue

if I submerged myself in water?

Meek bubbles, pleading for quiet,

rising timidly to the surface.


What about if I stopped –

holding my breath?

Would I still wear the costume,

be the bone of contention

between you both?


I’ve tried to find peace

in swimming out to sea

away from your rocky shores

which smash ships in the darkness,

leaving splinters in your giant’s hands.


I’ve tried to find distance,

to silence the rabid frothing

at the mouth, but I fear

only drowning will deliver stillness –


only the weight of water

will rip the cords tying

me to you.



Image by Tomislav Jakupec from Pixabay

Written for #escapril2020

Poem: © Kristiana Reed 2020

Between the Trees UK

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3 thoughts on “The weight of water

  1. taurusingemini says:

    Sometimes, we just, want to, find an escape temporarily, because the world became, too noisy, and we eventually, learn through our own personal experiences, to find ways to, block the world out, and tune in, to ourselves…


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