'It' by Sarnia de la Mare #poem #scifi #fantasy
It My morning swim wreaked havoc on every cell of my sleepy skin. As the silver water lapped around me the black night faded with a hungry sun, and together we took the day for ourselves. Me, the light and the sea. It begins, as many things do, with a shadow. I held my movements treading water with the stealth of a crocodile. Waiting, watching. I know it is there, under the water. It is coming closer feeding off the deafening beat of my heart as it ripples the mercury surface. There was a sound I had not heard before. Baby cries and angel wings echoed in a ravine. And I listened hard in an ominous wait for what was next. The shadow rises, wraps itself around my torso and tries to pull me down. A rampant seaweed with a killer motive Strong like father, Invisible. I remembered the shark warnings Play dead Eyes closed and limp dreading the outcome I sank into the power of the beast as it thrust me up out of the water into the sun ...