Whale of a Dream

I'm often asked if I have dreamt.

Of course, my friend, while half-awake
most frequently deep sleep denied.
To slumber, chance to drown alive
should surfacing be long delayed

- the reason for these restful bursts
my largo tempo, feared fatigue:
repleting lungs this vast commands
my constant vigil night by day.

Accustomed to this mortal charge
I've grown more grateful it's this way
commuting mindful to endure
without distraction's dark detour.

Were humans sleuthing every breath,
expect less pain, disaster, death,
more focus on sustaining life
with little lust for riling strife.

This ocean spurs my kind ahead.
Persistent progress or we're dead.
Seek me never by the beach.
For now, excuse me as I breach.

Whale of a Dream © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.

View this poem at AllPoetry.com

117 words.  Whale Breathing challenge prompt - link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2739440-whales-and-gravity--2-
Submitted: January 12, 2020

AllPoetry.com             ArtOfInterpretation.com