Underdog

A common phrase got stuck in my head this evening. This is the result.

Water,
under the bridge,
refuses to flow
gently
and the tide rises.

Knees,
under water,
my mind draws
a blank
and the flood rises.

Chest,
under siege,
I am at a loss
for words
and the torrent rises.

I,
under the influence
of gravity,
gaze upward
and the surge rises.

Clouds,
under the stars,
mask my view
of Heaven
and the wave rises.
I am left
six feet
under the weather.