spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
Floating upon the waves
Tossed and rising, falling
Rolling and surging
I cry out for help
Opening my mouth though
I’m filled with salty brine
Sputtering, the inky surface covers me
There’s peace here beneath the swells
Above, as I fought it
Air versus water
Struggling and kicking
Panic flooding in
Whimpers rippling out
Yet here in your tender embrace
I am filled with calm serenity
How did I not see this before
I’m drowning in you
My lungs collapsing
My eyes staring
And I’ve never felt more alive
©️tara caribou – 2018
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All I can say is: she’s one lucky bitch. I hope she knows it.
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i meant I would rather be drowning.
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Rather be drowning in her than floundering around on the surface like a fish outta water?
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Maybe.
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Get out of my head
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You’re always catching my thoughts perfectly.
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🤔 hhhmmm I’m not sure if that’s a good or bad thing, Eric.
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Lol sometimes it’s good. But I’m not sure this is a good thing. Feel like drowning, and wishing it felt like living, would be easier than actually living sometimes.
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Yeah. I hear you there. Totally.
I wonder if I went and walked out into those waves if it would be peaceful.
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My luck it’d be like taking a bath in a hurricane lol
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Yeah, you might want to steer clear then.
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There’s lots of fun things to do in a storm. Bathing probably isn’t one
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True. Pretty sure I wouldn’t be bathing though…
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Hmm maybe afterward 😉
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I wrote a song about drowning in someone before. Your words capture it much better.
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I doubt that. I’d like to hear that song.
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I wrote and recorded this several years back. I’ve written and deleted the words so many times, that I recorded just the music. Now, I play it in my car and hope that I get inspired to finish it:
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Oh! I love it!!! I wish I could hear your lyrics too…. but this was great. Thank you.
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I’m glad that you liked it, Tara. I will finish this song one day.
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Like tomorrow or this weekend??
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I wish! It’s when the melody comes to me. I think that I have to strip away all of the guitar and keyboard parts and keep it to its base form. Then I can get a grip on what I should write over it.
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Well I know what came to my mind. I liked it. You can bet I’m gonna listen again. And again. I can only imagine how good it’s gonna be finished.
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Thank you! I find sharing music to be the most personal thing that I do. So when someone says something nice about my music, it makes my day. ❤
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drowning. panic. serenity …
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That was heavy. Like a sledgehammer to the chest. At first I thought this was, like your other poems, more on several sides of the same situation: you’re drowning, but it’s peaceful. You’ll die, but your pain will stop. That dilemma, but then the line “Yet here in your tender embrace” comes and not only does the entire situation gain another angle (now the “drowning” can be peaceful and exciting, breathtaking, if you will) but there exists the possibility that yes, the moment before you completely settle into Death’s embrace, you are wont to feel at peace. So then it’s more of a transformation, from the drowning you to the drowned you but at the same time, the saved you, you at peace.
Marvelous, as always – I love the way it doesn’t lose its original meaning but just adds more layers to it.
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My god. Every time, you see right into the heart of the matter. Not sure how you do that. It’s really quite amazing. Thank you for the compliments and for the discussion. So good to hear it from someone else.
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It is my pleasure. 🙂
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Thank you for your expanded exploration. This is really a nice piece.
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I’ve missed so much of your writing. I wish I was well enough to properly express how lovely this is. I’ll just leave it at:: this is wonderful, and I have an affinity for dreams of drowning.
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I know you do, B. And actually, when I wrote this I wondered if you’d appreciate/like it. ☺️ Thank you again for your kind words.
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Another one that I can relate to as I did drown once, this describes it quite well. I disagree with your comment on your about page that you are nothing special to look at. You look amazing to me.
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You are so very kind. That’s crazy that you actually experienced that. Do you suffer any issues from your experience (if I may ask)?
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Yes you may ask but I’m not sure you will like the answer… when you drown you go through several stages, first you are calm and think that you will surface soon, then you try to reach the surface, then you panic. Once I had finished panicing I was absolutely at peace and waited to wake up in heaven. The outcome of that and as a result of my horrid life is that I don’t fear death anymore. I have come close to dying 6 other times and would welcome it but the Lord won’t let me go yet??
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Thank you for sharing that with me. I am honored at your openness and willingness to share. If you ever need a friend to talk to, feel free to email me or send me more stories. I’m a firm believer in sharing the load of grief and sadness with others.
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Thank you, I don’t really have anyone to talk to so that would be great if you are keen?
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You are always more than welcome to email me.
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