Buoyancy I savior my inhales and exhales when I swim through the dark blue I want to remember how it feels, to slow down my breath, ease my strokes and flutter my feet like a boat’s propeller…
— Read on amethystmagazine.org/2020/11/13/buoyancy-a-poem-by-mark-tulin/
I love this. Very relatable.
thanks, Bojana
I find there is a peacefulness in this poem. Floating buoyantly on the ocean and observing. Nice one!
Thanks, Anne
Congratulations on your publication! I would love to be able to swim like that, to feel one with the water.
I can only write about it 🙂🏊♂️
Ah! 🙂