The elements in the second stanza of this piece by American poet Josephine Miles intrigue me. Metaphors galore!
Drowning – Josephine Miles
When you swim in the sea off Seal Rocks, and your family
Sits in the sand,
Eating potato salad, and the undertow comes
Which takes you out away down
To loss of breath loss of play and the power of play
Help, help, help. Hello they will say,
Come back here for some potato salad.
It is then that a seventeen-year-old cub
Cruising in a helicopter from Antigua,
A jackstraw expert speaking only Swedish
And remote from this area as a camel, says
Look down there, there is somebody drowning.
And it is you. You say yes, yes,
And he throws you a line.
This is what is called the brotherhood of man.