Poetry: Seaside Senses
As wide as wide could ever be
I searched the majesty of the sea
I lingered long at the rocky shore
and listened to the ocean’s score.
My heart my heart was racing fast
for love had found me at long last
and surer never could I be
that our love was love for eternity.
I looked I looked upon the docks
boats all idle with windless socks
and calling for me and calling for me
was my sweet angel from yonder tree.
I glanced my glance it was so brief
and the seagulls drifted above the reef
sitting with her and kissing her there
my love was my love and I hadn’t a care.
You should self publish a book of your poems.
I’ve been thinking about it. Nice of you to say!
That was just fan-flip’n-tastic, Rob!! Captivating photo too. If I wasn’t so fearful of drowning, I would love the sea too. 😂😂😂
Thanks a lot, I’m glad you liked it. Sorry you can’t swim, I love to swim
Yeah. Childhood trauma. I’m determined to learn though 😬 I don’t care if I’m 80 years young, I’m going to learn! Damn it! 😂
That’s a great attitude to have. Start with the kiddie pool and work your way up. I believe they call it Aversion Therapy. It’s supposed to be highly effective.
Thank you. I will. Perhaps I’ll make it a goal for this summer.
Just beautiful.
Thank you for your kind words
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You have definitely been taking a turn for the romantic recently Rob. Although this made me long primarily to be on Cape Cod.
I wrote it about the only woman I fell IN love with, York Beach maine
Keats would have liked this .
That’s sweet thanks yaz!
That’s beautiful! I love the repetition in the first line of each stanza. Romantic Rob. 😊
Thanks victoria, I’m glad you liked it