Movement

By Richard L. Provencher

Fri, 10 Feb 2012
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Waves share the
shoreline

whitecaps surfing
feet in-sand
sinking

I dance
with evening's
rush.

Seagulls pirouette
above
Northumberland Strait

high tide
reclaiming empty
ocean space.

© Richard L. Provencher

First published January 2009
Creekwalker, Carlsbad, CA

Certificate U
Poem
POETRY - A Passage of Motion 2
Nature

Comments

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
Hi Richard, this poem made me wish to run to the sea, to feel the surf of the waves wash over me. Really stunning poem. Jenny.

 

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on
WOW, thank you, Jenny. I have to admit, I get a rush every time I read it. My wife's family farm in New Brunswick, met the sea and I spent quality time just sitting on the beach watching, listening and sniffing the shoreline with its kelp and pungent sea shells chafing the air. Cheers, Richard LP
Richard L. Provencher