Beneath the Deep

Thoughts

lie hidden

beneath the deep;

danger floating in murky water

cause me to steer clear

of that unknown icy cold beast,

dwelling, just out of reach,

below the surface, and beckoning me

with only a small tiny finger of itself

scratching at me, somewhere in my thoughts.

 -Joy S. Barefoot

 

(this poem is placed to resemble an iceberg)