Run, Dip, and Sting

The spring of our youth,
In the middle of winter,
Decision to invade the seas,
5am in shorts by our towels,
A quick run and dip,
Nearly frozen lake,
We sprint over the pier,
Some 100 metres and –
Splashing sounds resonating,
Now dampened beneath the sea,
And I dive as they ascend,
For a legendary tale to be told,
A mermaid’s kiss? Or Thor’s hammer?
Except, all there was, was darkness,
And the million stings of jellyfishes.

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My Forever Angel

When the heart races for you,
The drumming sounds of life
Brings joyous smiles even when
It dwells at the edges of the world,
And even if it digs deep within
Its quaking earth or soars over
Volcanic mountains, my Angel,
Your warming smile births
Childhood whispers with dreams
So vast such that one day, mom,
You may live so proud of me.