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This is a little something that I wrote years ago. I had shared it with a new firend, Holly, and she sweetly talked me into submitting it to a online magazine, so to speak.
If you are a writter of poems or proes, you can submit them here, too...
Spirit Drifter
And if your writting is selected, it will be published on an online magizine.

-Water Rising-

Cautiously, I ripple the waters edge with my toes. Its warm. I stand there, my eyes closed, breathing in deeply - slowly, purposely exhaling. I tell myself I can do it.
I step in, lightly, and sit down. The water reaches my waist. I run my hands against the surface, making the force of the flow run through my fingers, I'm feeling relaxed.
I lean forward and submerge my whole body, feeling encased. The water now reaches my neck. I feel the panic rising and instantly berate myself. "You CAN do this!".
After repeating this about 10 times, I convince myself that I can. I remember the process of the breathing exercises, and I play them in my head over and over, like a broken record endlessly repeating itself on an old phonograph.
I take a deep breath, and slowly descend under, the comfort of air no longer mine. I feel trapped, but I force myself to stay there.
I release slowly the air inside this water tomb, watching the bubbles rise. I can no longer take it and I quickly come up for breath.
I did it!!! I repeat this several times, going under...slowly letting the air out. Willing myself to try harder, I stay under longer each time.
Elation overcomes me, and I smile to myself - Triumphant!!
I step out of the bathtub and pray that I am as successful at the pool.

Before you leave, please take a moment and tell me what you think about my proes.

Thank you Holly, for helping me with this page...I think I am getting the hang of this stuff. Although, I am still not sure about putting this on the internet.(smile)