The Curve of the Surface
Tensions are Rising
inhale
Fall below the surface
Weightless
Far below the surface
Flying free
From life’s three ring circus
Undersea
Crushing expanse of darkness
No footholds
Nor purchase
You start to feel worthless
Then you see it
You see a shimmer of light
Just out of sight
So you float back up to see it
You’re running out breath
You don’t think you’ll make it
Scared to death
That this is the time!
The tension is rising,
The stillness subsiding,
Release without warning,
As the water comes pouring
Off your face!
And you feel the light shine
Just to prevail!
You were the light the whole time, and
exhale
About the Creator
Amos Glade
Welcome to Pteetneet City & my World of Weird. Here you'll find stories of the bizarre, horror, & magic realism as well as a steaming pile of poetry. Thank you for reading.
For more madness check out my website: https://www.amosglade.com/
Reader insights
Outstanding
Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!
Top insights
Compelling and original writing
Creative use of language & vocab
Easy to read and follow
Well-structured & engaging content
Heartfelt and relatable
The story invoked strong personal emotions
Masterful proofreading
Zero grammar & spelling mistakes
On-point and relevant
Writing reflected the title & theme
Keep reading
More stories from Amos Glade and writers in Poets and other communities.
Comments (2)
Whoa! This one took me diving deep literally and emotionally and then came up bursting into light like a triumphant splash! ✨
This is such a great entry, Amos! A wonderful take on the prompt. For some reason I was holding my breath while reading, lol. But the sense of urgency to rise and reach for the light, the flow of the lines - it's all glorious.