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A floundering, dying fish of a poem (to beat the ocean metaphor to death). I honestly feel some days as if this poetry lark, for me, is nothing more than dog paddling in a wading pool. The real stuff happens out there beyond the breakers in the serious world of poetry.

Too Scared to Dive

4fb6320ff0e5e6ee10bd5840afdbc266by Sean Wright31 Aug 2013

a wordsmith
I was once kindly labeled
and vain
I took it as a source of private pride
until
I swam from sheltered pool
into
the unprotected swell
of an ocean full of poetry.

schools
of loud and angry activists
of new formalists, imagists and
symbolists
and
every once in awhile
the whale-song
of
literary
leviathans.

tossed
by currents
and movements
drowning
as I splash about in panic
reaching for different
lifelines
the solidity and stricture of form
then the
freedom of
liberated verse.

caught
not wanting to strike
for shore
and
too scared
to dive.

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