For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: vessel.

I took the photographs recently, from North Beach, second one zoomed all the way.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: vessel.

I took the photographs recently, from North Beach, second one zoomed all the way.
I go in the sea
of dreams
open the chest
the trunk
the saddlebags
Empty the dirty laundry
Of emotion
On the floor
Grief and joy
Fear and hope
Mine
All mine
There is a place
Beyond words
I see you in that place
It is very old
And very young
It is so frightening to go there
Lose words
The first time
It is haunted and hunted
Are you aware
Of that place
Do you go there
Of your own volition?
Or do you struggle
Fight and suffer in the
Choppy boundary between air and water
Fear drowning
Water surrounds you
Above you too
You are in the wordless place
Over your head
Are you too deep?
Open your eyes
In the green water light
A mermaid waits to lead you
To a rope to a raft
And me
But first you must open your eyes
The first poem in this trilogy was written in 1984. The next two were written twenty years later. Like ouroboros, the snake eating its own tail.
The first poem popped into my head while I was thinking about flowers. The second two were both problem poems. Most of my poems are problem poems: I sit down with a problem that I am working on and start writing about it. I do not know where the poem is going to go and I am always surprised. And it often goes somewhere that I don’t expect. Often it is a map for where I aspire to go emotionally, but usually I am not there yet when I finish the poem.
The small boat is 35-40 feet, says a friend, which puts the ship in perspective. This is the same ship as yesterday’s far ship. It was moving very quickly.
I like September here. It is cooler but often still sunny. Sunset is earlier. After pneumonia, I have often gone to bed at 8:00 pm or earlier. Now I can stay up until sunset! This is from North Beach, two evenings ago. Beautiful evening.
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