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Black Water
by David Pekrul
copyright 02-26-2006
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Age Rating: 10 to 127

  Black Water
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This was my experience during a visit to Hawaii in 1973

I sat in a tube at the top of the creek,
And looked at the water below,
The day was so sunny, the water so black,
To ride the creek, I must let go.

In the town of Kapaa, Kauai's back door,
Just over the bridge to the right,
Is a creek with a waterfall and a small pond,
A pond that would give me a fright.

I watched all the kids as they slid down the creek,
And into the pond far below,
But the water was black and the pond was so deep,
It's not a place I'd want to go.

But not to feel stupid, I entered the creek,
And wondered just why I was there,
With great trepidation, I finally let go,
Over waterfall, into the air.

I hit the black water, as dark as a pit,
And instantly sank out of sight,
In water like ink and as dark as a mine,
In water that gave me a fright.

I sank to the bottom and reached for the top,
And looked for a light up above,
But sunlight could never reach this far below,
For darkness fit here like a glove.

I struggled and fought for some light and some air,
It seemed like eternity now,
But the more that I struggled and more that I fought,
The sunlight escaped me somehow.

I finally stopped fighting, and when I gave in,
I floated right up to the top,
And sunlight surrounded me there where I lay,
I hoped that it never would stop.

So now I just watch all the kids as they slide,
Over waterfall, into the pond,
And when I am asked if I'd do it again,
"HELL, NO!" is the way I respond.


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08-09-2006 Robert Joseph Hughes    

This poem is funny! As children play, we always want to join in. These children bend and mend easier and faster than we could ever do. So we become their audience. Very good, I enjoyed this one as I'm also the one who wishes as a audience.


03-02-2006 Debra Rose    

LMFAO! Oh man, this poem gave me chills. I have a great fear for water, and I had a similiar experience...except when I was talked into leaping off a boat into lake mead, I sunk down so deep, and got my foot tangled in some old fence someone had thrown in. *Shudders* Dear lord.

Great work. Thanks for the nightmares, man XD LOL


02-28-2006 Gregory Christiano    

David: an intriguing story and a unique experience. The black volcanic rocks of Hawaii must be truly a magnificent sight, and by your tale, a scary one too! Great photo as usual.
All the best,
Gregory


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