The Blue Blue Water

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THE BLUE BLUE WATER
BY  KITTY SUTTON

I rolled in the blue, blue green soothing cool grass
I lay clasped, embraced in its bladed blue green grassy arms
I thought about who may have been here in times years past
Did they run here to hide in the cool grass far from life's harms?

Before me blue, blue water appeared, I knew not how deep
the water was beckoning, calling me to come home
"I can't" said I "first I must lie here in the blue green grass to sleep."
I sighed, gently held, curling my toes in the grassy loam

And the blue, blue water waved her watery hello to me
promising all answers to my many questionings dear
Curious I sat up, the grass's arms did not want to release me
I said, "Must I walk to your blue, blue shore in order to hear?"

So the blue, blue water whispered the answers to me
I couldn't hear them for the sound of her waves lapping
I stepped nearer in case her answers might flee from me
It was then, at that moment that I heard a great tapping

A bunting appeared feathers blue, blue bright in my eyes
It chirped frantically telling of his loss and his woes
The bunting cried, "My friend was taken in front of my eyes
down, down she sank, in the blue, so blue that it glows

"Water's blue, blue waves could tell you, but I also know,
I will give it free, the answers you seek and I will not swallow you whole
Tis a story simple and true, it happened here long, long ago
Others have lingered here in the grass's arms losing their soul

"But, often they heard the blue, blue water's siren call
promising to reveal secrets of others who came to her shore
Some of them willingly walked into her arms, but some I saw fall
She doesn't tell them the answers you know, but continues her sweet lure

"That is the truth of the blue, blue water so sleek and so clear
She promises all so her laps might clasp you in a deadly embrace
And she takes you down to her blue, blue deep watery, deathly sphere
There you will stay unseen and unheard, in sorrow and in your disgrace"

I slowly turned away from the blue, blue water's beckoning waves
Then, I saw the blue bunting nod as the green grass called out to me too
I thanked the blue bunting for telling me freely the answer that saves
Never will I waste time in the blue green grass by the water so terribly blue.

I would like to say a few words about my own vision of this poem. First, the water was death and it was actually saying that she would be coming home, but the blue bunting was trying to tell her that the water was a liar and had fooled others as well. The grass represented the place we go when we don't want to make any decisions. It is inactivity and is just as harmful as making the wrong decision, hence the wasting of time. A person can spend a lifetime there and accomplish nothing worthwhile so it also is a kind of death. The bunting was trying to say that even though the decision of going into the water looked like it would solve all the questions and the fact that the water, saying it would be like coming home seemed safe, he had witnessed others on the verge of that decision including his own friend who perished and that it would be a deadly outcome with no escape and viewed by the world as a disgrace.

After turning away, she discovered that she has wasted so much time in the place of indecision, she finally recognized both the water and the grass for what they truly were. One was actual physical death and the other a type of living death. She broke free of both and walked away, finally making the right decision to live in every sense of the word.

The metaphor has to do with both physically retreating from life and also the decision to commit suicide when it looks like it would solve all problems.