whitecaps on layered waves

Re-sting poolside, this filigree of laced memory
is a white albatross painted on far anchor; these
sailboat silhouettes woven into plusSHh beach towel
spread over warm concrete hold recurring dream of
air bubbles floating up, sun-dappled, to break surface.

Fading in silence, she calmly watches her lung-full of
oxygen de-liber-ately escape; falling through life’s briefly
inflated ring while the knotted rope unravels swiftly from its
bitt over slippery polished deck. Aware of drowning yet able
to finger-trace scrollwork on bow christened, “esperanza”.

What if everything really is a meaningless vanity?
white rails appear sturdy but it’s only recycled plastic fence of
culture’s kiddie pool your wet and shivering identity leans on?

Going down, sinking into refracted clouds; slip thru tatted
tangle of seaweed, past intertwined corpses of coral, to lay
quiet, prone on smooth stones (fearing rusty drain at bottom).
Watery depths cannot claim billow of main sail forever and a
gleaming gull wings star-board, past lifeguard’s empty chair.

My response to Claudia’s challenge at D’Verse Poets Pub to write “layered poem”…

22 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Victoria C. Slotto
    May 14, 2015 @ 17:22:50

    Lynn, this one moves to the top of the line if I had a favorite list of your poems. Very immediate with great play of layers.

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  2. Anmol Vachan
    May 14, 2015 @ 06:00:35

    Really, a great piece of art, you are wonderful dear lynn, I am your biggest fan.
    Thank you.

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  3. Mary
    May 13, 2015 @ 21:57:50

    Thought-provoking! I was struck by the same thing that Claudia was….the meaningless vanity. Another thing I was struck by was the lifeguard’s empty chair! I am with you, in your response to Claudia, that usually your poetry is more obvious. I feel the same way…it is hard for me to purposely write layers. It happens in my poetry more incidentally than intentionally.

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  4. georgeplace2013
    May 13, 2015 @ 19:19:34

    this filigree of laced memory…… my that’s pretty.

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  5. Linda Kruschke
    May 13, 2015 @ 18:32:54

    This is very well written. It could almost renew my fear of water that I finally overcame just last year. I like the thought “aside” of the indented stanza. Peace, Linda

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  6. whimsygizmo
    May 13, 2015 @ 17:20:50

    I love all these layers of the sea. Well done.

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  7. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    May 13, 2015 @ 15:13:54

    This is just wonderful, the sea lends itself to wonderful layers.. and just like Claudia I love what you did with the questions.. they really add to these layers.. Really well done.

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  8. claudia
    May 13, 2015 @ 13:17:47

    What if everything really is a meaningless vanity?
    white rails appear sturdy but it’s only recycled plastic fence of
    culture’s kiddie pool your wet and shivering identity leans on?…. i like those questions right there in the center – i think it’s great to ask questions in a poem – it always adds a layer where the reader is forced to think about what has been said…nicely done..

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    • lynn__
      May 13, 2015 @ 14:18:12

      Thanks, Claudia…this was a challenge for me as a lot of my poetry is more obvious, but i enjoyed the mental exercise and agree that questioning is good.

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  9. kanzensakura
    May 13, 2015 @ 13:07:36

    Ms. Iowan – you did a great job! and from resting poolside to going down under refracted clouds – all kinds of layers and contrasts here. Those sailboat silhouettes on towels by the pool add another layer to this. And yes, I definitely do wish for times for a lifeguard to pull me safely in.

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  10. katiemiafrederick
    May 13, 2015 @ 12:06:11

    i suppose the truth is that the oceans of human life are one blanket
    of sand that holds together as one.. with sand and rivers flowing
    same to overall seas of life.. that sometimes culture
    hides with blinding darkness of lies.. or mistruth..
    sad but true.. perhaps..
    but overcome able
    i do believe as abled..:)

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  11. billgncs
    May 13, 2015 @ 11:29:42

    Our lives can be a bit of a filigree too – complex and interwoven

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  12. Kathy Reed
    May 13, 2015 @ 10:49:19

    Full of things I love about the sea plus some added flair…love the boat christened “esperanza”..and how we almost drown everyday, wishing for a lifeguard when we must rely on ourselves.

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