I wait for the holiday crowd to clear the beach
before stepping onto the first wave.
Soon I am walking across the Atlantic
thinking about Spain,
checking for whales, waterspouts.
I feel the water holding up my shifting weight.
Tonight I will sleep on its rocking surface.
But for now I try to imagine what
this must look like to the fish below,
the bottoms of my feet appearing, disappearing.
Walking Across The Atlantic
Billy Collins
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Poem topics: beach, feel, fish, sleep, water, holiday, wait, clear, surface, walking, imagine, crowd, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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