To swim free (braking free from the mould)

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by Jon Butcher, Mar 6, 2008.

  1. Jon Butcher

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    They swam free,

    at great lengths as complacent

    as eels,



    soaking up tans,

    feasting on algae.

    They float with ease,



    down stream, heads cracking

    on the banks, then cradled

    in Moses baskets.



    The synchronisation never

    braking,



    treading the tepid waters,

    an endless journey.



    Jon Butcher
     
    Jon Butcher, Mar 6, 2008
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