SPRING RESCUE

The weather was fair
on the enfolded waves
as a friend takes off the tape
from my anchored kayak
under an extended bright sun
we notice one leather back turtle
who needs to be set free
with the same story of last
year' s record cold in the Fall
on the distant part of Cape
all horrifically entangled
and strangled by balls of plastics
twisted knots ,unbalanced rope
as discarded things motion us
from picnics and addicts
in the deepest haze of ocean tide
found along with prozac, razor wire,
pill bottles of narcotic items near
flavors of tiny liquors by a mirror
near a packet of volcanic fire crackers
and a gem of cryptic love letters
in a small trunk cover
nearly drowned in the eiditic mire,
as a nearly drunken sailor
reminiscent of a manic scene
on the operatic lips of La Gioconda
locates a pirate's Spanish tunic
becomes excited for his treasure
hauled from an old ship
as if all tectonic plates vanish
he boasts of his secret find
in his vacillated leisure
yet not forgetting
the impounded leather back turtle
immediately calls
into Woods Hole observatory
whose brave scientists
with a quick arrival
plan a a terrific rescue
from the shadowy Bay team
who save us a testimony
from a hundred to one chance
and give us hope for a turtle
for survival in the ambulance.