Poem: Swimming

Video link: https://youtu.be/Y8mHLlF0bMo

Preamble: come to Fortellerfestivalen at Hellviktangen Kunstkafé on Nesodden this Sunday 25/09/22 for more poetry, harp music, and plenty of other free and family friendly performances (the others are in Norwegian, mine is in English). More info: https://www.facebook.com/events/811618873201304/


Icy slivers of water pierce your skin
Winds howl in your mind
Waves crash against you,
dragging you down,
rubbing your skin raw against the million tiny shards of would-be glass
at the bottom.

It doesn’t have to be like this.

It will not always be like this.

One morning, you will wake up
And the ocean will be calm
You will shed all of those other skins
And step into the water, fresh and new

You will lie back, and find that the water can carry you
Just like it has before

And you will find freedom in the realisation
that you are not what you expected


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