Approaching Deep Waters
by Glenn Currier
I could see the magnificent bridge
looming several blocks away
pedaled up to it to cross
fearing the heights,
but the walkway was closed.
Disappointed but relieved,
I turned to leave.
Pedaling toward me
a scrawny whiskered Black man
eyed me and blocked my exit
frightened I swiftly squeezed by and sped away.
Looking back to see if he followed
I saw him stopped at the fence
gazing into the water
as if there were a mystery
in the currents
that would unlock his troubles.
I passed a house of pleasure
tempted to enter
but knowing I would be lost in there.
Moving into an inlet ahead
a big green tug or tanker
slowed enough for me to jump.
I moved with stealth around the bridge
began running toward the bow
and realized the vessel
had turned and was moving out to sea.
I was trapped.
What would I do
there, where I didn’t belong,
with a strange captain and crew
about to head into the deep?
My only way out
was to wake up.
Author's Note: I once had a counselor who told me that the deep water in my dreams represented spirituality. It seems I am still ambivalent about but still need to move deeper.
Posted on 03/19/2010
Copyright © 2019 Glenn Currier
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 03/19/10 at 05:12 PM|
I'd say poems like this one do a brilliant job describing that process, too. Really enjoyed this one, man.
|Posted by George Hoerner on 03/19/10 at 07:29 PM|
Good write Glenn and suspect we all need to move into deep water. As one of the doctors my wife worked with in GA said once, "It's all the luck of the draw." They were talking about death and how early/late it happens. I suspect that the universe really doesn't care that much one way or another but then.... and for the house of pleasure well is enough pain in this world which needs to be off set one way or another.
|Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 03/19/10 at 07:55 PM|
Dreaming or not I feel like the question, "What would I do/there, where I didn’t belong," aptly represents what we feel in this world. How do we face the odds of being propelled into those deeper waters, when we often feel like strangers in a world we never made? Great write, Glenn. Thanks.
|Posted by Joan Serratelli on 03/20/10 at 05:32 PM|
An absolutely brilliant write. The last 2 stanzas are awesome. Thanks Glenn- I LOVE this one!
|Posted by Charlie Morgan on 03/24/10 at 04:04 PM|
...i agree w/ all the peeps, and as quickly agree w/ joan, this is brilliant, just brilliant, you joust with the best[you internal consciounce [sp]...a worthy opponent. you'll win.