Concrete Waters

Summary

"Concrete Waters" is a reflective piece exploring the complex relationship between human constructs and the natural world, particularly water.

Abstract

The text "Concrete Waters" delves into the juxtaposition of urban development and the natural element of water, reflecting on how human intervention has altered the landscape and our interaction with it. It touches on themes of youthful naivety, the transformation of natural water sources into man-made constructs, and the emotional resonance of water with the human spirit. The poem suggests a yearning to return to a more primal connection with water, despite the allure of city life and the comfort of human-made barriers. It speaks to the conflict between the serene allure of the ocean and the chaotic reality of urban environments, ultimately acknowledging the pull of water while recognizing the necessity of shelter and the complexities of modern life.

Opinions

The author expresses a sense of loss and nostalgia for the untainted presence of water, which has been altered by human development.
There is a critique of society's tendency to build barriers, both physical and emotional, that separate us from the natural world.
The poem conveys a deep personal connection to the ocean, viewing it as a family member and a part of one's heritage.
It suggests that the urban environment, while not inherently negative, can create a disconnection from nature and lead to delusions of self.
The text reflects on the internal conflict between the desire for the tranquility of nature and the practical needs of modern life.
The author seems to long for a more profound inner peace and a reconnection with nature, even fantasizing about becoming part of the marine world.

Anthology Submission

Bravado, young minds concerns themselves with the preliminary, concrete and water exist, often, side by side, let it slide; strip the inside, side by side, blocks block the water from reaching shoreline, it is fine, it’s fine.

Water is stripped bare from your vision, your heart builds a stone, temple to guard disbelief and longing for pure`saline’, bottles and lotions, loons in the water, looming in the water, you day dream of the water, stop.

Serene blue and insightful green, black, grey, scintillating and recluse, it had been family to you, you grew up by the ocean, in your blood it resides, presuming that you wish to join it’s millennial foundation, crack, not`barriers`only`in`man made.`

City offers opportunity, clams on the rocks, mold on the rocks, it is not an enemy by far, no` enmity`it’s the world spinning, curling, shining lights for us to grow, grow outside the self, inside self, ~inner self, delusions?

Empty me and carry my barren there, to the shore, amidst pebbles is enough, I wish to live inside the inside, carried by stormy winds, floating, observing, discussing with songs of whales, cries of seagulls, play things of the dolphins, trapped in kelp, once a mermaid of this I am sure, the pull of the water is too strong, but the need for shelter is stronger.