The poem prompt in the book I’m using is to explore a drowning or near-drowning. I don’t think I can do that, because the idea of going underwater for any reason, even showering or washing my hair when I can’t control the water scares me to death.
I remember once at the beach we were playing what I called “motorboat,” and I must have slipped out of my mom’s hands. The next thing I remember was being between her legs and under the water. I couldn’t have been under for more than a few seconds, and I don’t know if she got hold of my hands or how I came up. All I know is that somehow I was out of the water.
I’m not frightened enough to resist going into the ocean or a swimming pool, but I can’t put my face under the water. I can’t let water hit me in the face. I take baths instead of showers, and that’s about the best I can do. I don’t know whether I could actually go on a boat for a cruise. I like to think I could, but who knows?
I’m hoping as I write that something will tickle my brain and help me write the poem to fulfill the prompt, but I can’t get past the tickle of fear in my chest.
To try to combat this fear, I am going to watch Sue Austin’s TED video “Deep sea diving…in a wheelchair“. I think I’ve posted this for y’all before, but it’s one of the most amazing things I’ve ever seen. Another TED talk that blows me away is “Dive into a ocean photographer’s world”
Enjoy these glimpses of something I can’t describe in words.
Under the sea, under the sea
Darlin’ it’s better
Down where it’s wetter,
Take it from me
Sebastian–“The Little Mermaid”