Open Poetry #26 |
April |
Jaime Fradera Senior Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 843Where no tyranny is tolerable |
April 1: It is afternoon And for some reason I feel festive. I am wading In a shallow pool of seawater. I feel the shifting sand Between my toes, Beneath my feet, The sandy bottom shaking, Vibrating, With the elemental thunder Of the sea. It vaguely dawns on me Why I am there .. Why I don't want to be there, That eventually I will encounter April, That I know what she will want, What I will have to do, Dive into the water While turning inside out, And if I try something like that I will surely drown. And I dread anything to do with her. As I splash and play delightedly, I find thick and mushy blobs Of something floating in the water. They smell sweet, like fudge, Feel Like candy that has not yet set. But I don't think it's safe to eat them Since I don't know what they are. I walk around, Running my hands, Combing my fingers through the water. I stumble on a great enormous bubble, So thick, so fleshy That I can not run my fingers through it, So wide I can not even reach across it. And it seems richer Than all the other candy bubbles In the water. 2: Are you ready? I am startled. It is April. The bottom shifts alarmingly. And the waves Seem a little higher, And the water Feels a little deeper. Are you ready? There is annoyance, Irritation in her voice. I briefly think What it would be like to hold her, But she is imposing and severe; I dismiss the thought at once. Are you ready? I have to get away. If I could only find the shallows … The shallows? … Then I realize That I don’t know where I am, And the bottom shakes and shifts, And I am very frightened. I am going to drown. Are you ready? She seems to sneer contemptuously. In terror, About to lose my balance, I try running through the chest deep water, Stumbling off in one direction, Then another; But I just blunder Into even deeper water. Are you ready? Suddenly the bottom is gone And I pitch forward. I know I’m going to drown. I have no choice But to dive into the water And start turning inside out. Then I realize That I forgot to breathe before the dive, And I get stuck doing the maneuver; I can’t complete the task, And my terror turns to panic. I’m going to drown … The most terrifying death I can imagine. Reflexively I gulp in water, Choking and gagging, Kicking and thrashing. 3: And then April reaches out. She takes my hands. She pulls me through. She takes me in her arms. It’s okay … It’s okay … It’s okay … Be still … Be still … Be still … Jaime |
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QjQ Member Elite
since 2003-04-18
Posts 3756U.S.A. |
nicely written |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
That's some really vivid dream imagery, Jaime. And of course, it's almost pool time. |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
That eventually I will encounter April, That I know what she will want, What I will have to do, Dive into the water While turning inside out, And if I try something like that I will surely drown. I absolutely love these lines, they say so much to me; perhaps not what you wanted them to, but they still say so much. enjoyed Jaime. Maree |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
A good metaphor here - of the season and the sea. Cor |
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