Perception Poem by M. Bloom

Warmth
Sweet, relaxing warmth
Engulfing my body like a
Wooshing tropic wave
Pulling me under

Gently, gently I go
Deeper and deeper away from the surface
Drifting in the peaceful undertow
Off to wherever it wishes

The turquoise sea,
Beaming the gracious morning rays
Down through the surface
Like the playful dolphins
Upon my frame,
Bubbling between my fingers

I just float on

To the ruby coral caverns
With their fragile perfection,
Bent to their own will
For Poseidon and the nymphs
Above the whitewashed sand

The divinity in it all

And then, close behind, the trench
Where the world becomes a tepid place
With depths no man can brave
But the waves still roll in
Colder and colder
With each freezing whitecap
And the screeching sirens can be heard from above
Leaving no choice
But to leave the vast wonders of the deep,
Hit the snooze
And go back to sleep