An underwater ballad by Leslie Burke

I'm moving gently forward,

over the wild and beautiful

unexplored world below me.

I'm floating in silence,

and breaking it up

with the sound of my breath.

Above me, there's nothing

but shimmery light,

the place where I've come from

and will go back to when I am done here.

I'm diving.

I'm a scuba diver.

I'm going deeper 

past the wrinkled rocks and dark seaweed

toward a deep blueness

where a school of silver fish wait.

As I swim through the water,

bubbles burst from me

wobbling like little jellyfish

as they rise.

I check my air.

I don't have as much time 

as I need to see everything,

but that is what makes it so special.

Self-Contained Underwater Breathing Apparatus 

by Leslie Burke (Bridge to Terabithia)

a poem

I was floating

In a fleeting moment

I saw you from above

I was looking at you from a bird's-eye view

A drab speck

That was you

Yeah, you

Whose bread and butter was to deride me

And your contemptuous look

Servile you sought

Flatter

Cajole

A blunder you had made!

In a blink of an eye

I was soaring high

Higher

Higher

I was a solar sailer

Plaudits!