One of the things I am going to do with this blog is to talk a little about some of my poems. Today I am going to focus on a poem that was published in Riding in Boxcars back in 2006.
Navy Swim Call-1966 was written to try to capture the feelings of many of us who were caught up in the Vietnam War. I had been in the West Pacific on a cruise as a midshipman when the Gulf of Tonkin incident broke out in 1964 and almost wound up there early. I knew from the date of my graduation from Dartmouth in 1965 that I would eventually wind up in that conflict. This poem seemed an apt description of the way many of us felt as we waited for our orders to go there. We could see the acceleration in the war efforts and could feel the country beginning to be dragged down into the depths.
The feeling I had swimming in the Indian Ocean in 10,000 feet of water seemed to reflect the fears of the unseen monsters that might lie in wait for all of us in the future. The world was changing and the country and the military seemed ill-equipped to deal with what lay ahead. We were living in a mirage and the sailors and soldiers were the bait fish that were being used by the politicians to accomplish broader objectives. Their tentacles were reaching up to drag us under in a conflict that was played on game boards in Washington and Russia and China and would soon drag us all into the darkness.
Regards,
Glenn
Navy Swim Call- 1966
The ship rested like
a mirage,
In the Indian Ocean.
Letting its swimmers,
Test Poseidon’s
patience.
We dove in noisily,
A school of bait
fish, splashing.
Trading equatorial
heat,
For the ocean’s cool
glare.
The shark boats
sobered us,
Their presence
ominous.
Rifles manned by poor
marksmen,
We hoped would not be
tested.
I floated, nervously.
Bravado fading.
Two miles above the
ocean floor,
Invading an alien world.
The black cold
beneath,
Snaked its way up my
legs,
Sending tentacles
along my spine.
Awakening primal
fears.
Someone, perhaps
making a wish,
Threw a nickel,
flashing silver.
It twisted and
turned,
Reaching back for the
light.
I watched it fade away,
Disappearing slowly.
Beginning its long
journey,
From sunshine to
darkness.
As I swam back,
Through waves rolling
out of Asia,
I wondered if I too,
Would soon sink into
the abyss.
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