"The Ocean's Call"

By Penny4athought

Fri, 29 May 2020
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8 comments
 

It calls to me as no other place ever has

Oh I’ve been to mountainous landscapes and adorable valleys

Charming small towns and open roads

And they have enriched me

But it is at the oceans edge I thrive

The cry of the seagull

The rush of the salted wind

The grains of sand under my bare feet

Arrest my senses

The deep waters

Mystery

Pulse with Primitive life

Down fathoms

Immeasurable

Lie sunken Treasures

Buried Histories

Species of aquatic life unseen

The surface waters

Reflecting sunlight

And shimmering with moonlight

Will always awaken

My primal soul

 

Certificate 12
Poem
Nature

Comments

Submitted by littleditty on

Its got the smell of salt in this poem! I miss the sea, deep as an ocean poem, lovely.

 

Submitted by Penny4athought on

I'm glad you found the salted sea air - Thanks for your lovley comments too.smiley

Penny4athought

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

You bring all the sights and sounds into this wonderful poem. Very much enjoyed reading.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Penny4athought on

I'm glad you enjoyed it Jenny. I love the Ocean, there's no place I'd rather be than near the sea.

Penny4athought

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Yes, water has that power. My favourite place for the soul is a certain corner of the Lake District, but you can see the Irish Sea on a clear day.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Penny4athought on

It must be beautiful to look out to the Irish Sea on a clear day- Thanks so much for leaving this lovely comment Parson- much appreciate it. smiley

Penny4athought

Submitted by Nolan on

I feel the same way JoAnne the sea "will always awaken my primal soul" like en open fire, like the moon, a thunderstorm a rainbow, the dawn.

See you! &

 

Submitted by Penny4athought on

Very beatuifully put,  I love the comment you've left here- thank yousmiley

Penny4athought