Diving

Diving

A Poem by David Scott
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Inspirations from life...

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Diving

 

Standing anxious upon

a whitewashed deck,

nausea tugging

unseen internal tides,

rolling in the spasms of a disquiet sea…

foaming acidic trepidation mirrored

upon windswept azure seas

hidden below

cerulean eye’s surface.

 

Harnessed expectations

strapping breath to resolve,

weighted and pressurized

sealed, checked and rechecked

wearing fins of necessity;

I become irrelevant

waddling a superficial stumble

toward potential purpose.

 

Spitting into the fog

of masked perception

I grasp a lifeline,

pursed lips locking

hope, to lungs expanding

acceptance, I leap…

sinking,

bobbing,

and alas succumb

drifting into the quiet pressure

below life’s turbulence.

 

Panting surrenders

to a steady buoyancy,

resolve swallowing

to equalize atmospheric transitions

lifting painful mass

within a hovering cocoon

blinded by the wonderment

submersed in observation.

 

The world sways

a fickle welcome

pushing and pulling

surrendering momentum

like vibrant corals fanning

fluorescent promenades

paved with rusting vessels,

yesteryear’s promises

kept in ghostly sanctuaries

worshiping the moment

before tomorrow’s decompression

© 2016 David Scott


Author's Note

 David Scott
I have recently learned to scuba dive... It is very inspirational. I fight anxiety and have dealt with many fears to become a diver. I have always had seasickness as well, but have decided I will overcome it. This poetry is a mirror of my everyday life reflected in the world of scuba diving. I hope you enjoy the layers of meaning.

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Interesting write and my first lessons were back in the dark ages when I was 16. I made 47 dives one year when living in Alaska and most at night in the dark. I have promised my love I will dive no more, so please enjoy a bit for me. Great write. thanks,

Posted 8 Years Ago


Willard Wells

8 Years Ago

It is good to face your fears and enjoy your dives. I had great fun diving in cold and warm water. S.. read more
 David Scott

8 Years Ago

My son was my dive buddy. He is a rescue diver and will be getting his master dive instructors cert.. read more
Willard Wells

8 Years Ago

Master dive instructor was my next one, but never did it.

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David Scott

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