mermaidcamp
Keeping current in wellness, in and out of the water
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Recently public discourse has been a great concern of mine. Some on line acquaintances have chosen to leave platforms or go dark. When one of my friends of many years announced his departure he published an excellent essay about living presence as opposed to on line activity. His words moved me but I was unhappy to lose a view of his daily life.
After consideration of his well written thoughts on privacy and awareness I decided to stay but make new use of the platform I have now. The poet who writes here is a part of my archetypal make up. It’s an artistic skill I want to develop as a tribute to my famous poet ancestor, Anne Dudley Bradstreet. I decided to channel myself into this practice in order to extract myself from the current political debate. I have not found participation in on line politics to be fruitful use of my time or energy. It seems to be a catalyst for social collapse.
I’m sticking with the idea that writing poetry is the most effective method of self care I know. It’s my current way to communicate on the internet without generating vexation. I certainly hope I become better at it, but for now it’s what I do. When I take care of dogs I sing improvisation dog songs in which my current client is the star. They often begin with so and so is a good dog, a funky good dog. They always get it and have no criticism of my work.


Unlived lives reflect collective loss of integrity
Attached to anchors of vain spectacle
Teathered to social norms never examined
Days of drudgery tie beliefs to a story
That repeats itself to embrace the bondage


Overwhelming evidence presents the obvious
Saturation of consciousness by consumption
Leaves little room for higher aspirations


Does your shadow hide in the basement
Of the church where you try to be a saint?
Has it been lurking around commitments
Showing boldly everything you ain’t?


Running down the season’s changes
Slowing pace over the last of the harvest
This is the last moment to harness memory
Retrieved images from childhood
Provide a background for reverie


We carve our future in sand at the shore
Expect to see a reflection of inner monologue
Melting away as the elements take charge


Whisper sea shanties and sing to the fish
Stars reflected on surface waves all night
Sun signals a clean sweep for today


The wind conjures up art and physics
Opportunity for full body strength training
Sails on the end of the line


The eye is trained to look for common
Fill in the blanks with probability
Projection plays a major role in assumptions
Now we must discern what is value


Round twirling colors centered in space
Spiral descent into mixed fluid heat
Hasten the decision to cut ties with anger
