All is quite quiet out in the marsh.
You hear the reeds brush against each other
The quite chirp of insects
And the slow movement of crocs in the water.
Above it all, you hear is your heartbeat.
In your ears
Throughout your body the thrumming
Bump-bump of your heart
as you guide the boat along the waters surface.
The slightest brush of the paddle
Disturbing the tranquil silence ever so often.
You fall into serenity
With the deafening whispers of nature surrounding you.
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Author:
M.E.M. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Had to post something on the day that only appears once every four years! Comments are welcome.
- Category: Nature
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Comments3
Nice poem.It took me there.Beautiful
Thank you
Pleased you fell into serenity rather than falling into the water. This is a lovely tranquil poem, but I was worried about the crocs. Great imagery. You took me there MEM.
I was thinking about “Where the Crawdad Sing” when I was writing it
Powerful work. You paint this scene well.
Thank you
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