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Night Dive

burtschipsburtschips Posts: 734
edited April 2005 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
In dark waters,
move a hand,
and a trail of glittered particles are revealed.
Upturned in the moonlight,
caught under this light,
they shimmer.

Fish are still,
sleeping motionless as snapshots.
And all around a glittered blizzard swirls.
But I'm not in a plastic globe.

We all hang,
suspended.
Foreign bodies exploring a mysterious world;
The darkness and the sea and a trail of glitter.
Night diving.
Salut baloo
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  • burtschipsburtschips Posts: 734
    Hey T I got a funny fishing story. I was about twelve and I was fishing off the beach into the surf (it was calm though). I cast and left my rod for a while, when I checked it the line was caught. I assumed it was caught on rocks on the bed or something. So I decided to put on my mask and follow the line out to try and unsnag it and save the hook and trail. I followed the line swimming further into and along the sea. I got to near the end of the line, probably three or four feet away. I followed it down to where it seemed to vanish into the sand, practically had my hand at the end and gave it a sharp tug. A freaking two foot guitar fish/ sand shark just flashes out of the sand and comes straight at me. Now I swear I was not walking but sprinting on water, scared the crap out of me. I made it back to the shore stood shaking like a leaf and then landed it. I cooked it. Tasted pretty good. Well not bad. I'm sure that at that moment the onset of my grey spread began. My friends never saw anyone move so fast.
    Salut baloo
  • ISNISN Posts: 1,700
    reminds me of that REM song 'night fishing'......and glow flies......
    ....they're asking me to prove why I should be allowed to stay with my baby in Australia, because I'm mentally ill......and they think I should leave......
  • burtschipsburtschips Posts: 734
    well shark it is but really more of a ray..... it feeds off the bed, so there was no chance of it munching me. Still, I didn't know that and it certainly had my attention.

    I swam with a manta ray once too five years later when I was seventeen, I was diving, we had dived a wreck and were about to make our way back up, the ray just glided in and glided out. It's the most graceful thing I think I'll ever see. A perfect image of beauty. I don't think they have a skeleton, which probably has something to do with it.
    Salut baloo
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