In childbirth 20 years ago
my husband sat beside me
tried to help me slow my breathing
urging
"swim,
swim to the top"
Now my baby's in the water
deep beneath the murky surface
with his pink flesh flashing fish-like
as we rim the bank
to call him
sisterbrotherfather calling
to the fish boy who is man now
begging Him to
"swim,
swim up"
and
holding out ridiculous nets
Profound poem. It breathes - and swims. The wonder of birth - then the fear of your "child" doing what he was born for. Ironic ending:
begging Him to
"swim,
swim up"
and
holding out ridiculous nets
I have read two of your poems: "Psych Ward" and "Credo" and I am stunned. The imagery is incredible and so is the honesty that transcends the facts to look for all the colors that compose the light.
Swimming, a child, birth, a fish... it all stayed with me after I finished reading.
And your lines about the sparkle of the divine that is in everyone of us are part of my philosophy/beliefs too. Some words did sound familiar.
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
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begging Him to
"swim,
swim up"
and
holding out ridiculous nets
I'll remember this one. - David
Swimming, a child, birth, a fish... it all stayed with me after I finished reading.
And your lines about the sparkle of the divine that is in everyone of us are part of my philosophy/beliefs too. Some words did sound familiar.
Amazing work.
AXILEA