It's As Easy As Breathing


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    I wrote this one with no inspiration. Just some poem I guess.

    It's As Easy As Breathing

    I looked down to see the lapping waves
    Crashing and maneuvering about in the sudden down pour
    of themselves.
    I looked at her, confused
    To find her with the seagulls above head
    Arms spread wide like wings.
    The wind fluttered through her like a spell
    A spell of beauty.
    I looked down at my bare feet that cradled small pebbles
    between each toe.
    I found comfort in the beds of moss around me.
    The small blades that stuck straight up
    and showed themselves proudly into the sun.
    The sun-
    How it shined down on the water,
    creating different colors in the ripples and small pools.
    She laughed suddenly, drawing my attention towards her eager movements.
    "How do you do it?"
    I backed off from the edge.
    "It's as easy as breathing,"
    she proclaimed,
    as her body fell into the air,
    in a fall as gracefull as a raindrop.
    I looked down to see
    that she was one with the lapping waves.

    By: Brandi Deacon

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    Rhymer commented on It's As Easy As Breathing


    The sea brings all types of inspiration in writing. This was an excellent piece with great imagery brought out through your words. I especially liked the part about the pebbles between the toes. A 10 from me.



    Oh my goodness! Thank you so much! He he. :)

    MindNumbing commented on It's As Easy As Breathing


    Positively gorgeous! I love the "bare feet that cradled small pebbles between each toe" line... very sensory. Great job!



    Thank you so much for reading! It means a lot to me. :)

    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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