Diver Feared Drowned Poem by Eddie Morales

Suddenly, nobody knows where you are.
The lifeguard, like a seagull, scans the waves from his perch,
And fears the diver may have strayed too far.

The fluid nightmare's surreal, with a twinge of bizarre,
For one moment you're there, like a sinner in church,
Then suddenly, nobody knows where you are.

It is a waiting game, and a rescue repertoire,
The hour long since they began the search,
But it's feared the diver may have strayed too far.

It's hopeless, they whisper, he's gone from the sonar,
Poor wife and daughter, right on the beach, left in the lurch.
It happens, when nobody knows where you are.

But wait! Be it so! Be it the seafaring tar?
There! Like an ocean serpent beneath a watery arch,
Is it the diver, or a buoy that has strayed too far?

From the depths of the Atlantic rises the aquatic star,
And by a daughter's hugs, and many a wifely smooch,
It's certain the diver strayed quite far,
But now, thanks to the sea, everyone knows where you are.