Ocean life
Ocean life
Ocean life
Cooling breezes whisper
rustling leaves that talk
weathered trees of history
where crustaceans walk
Crystal ocean rolling
shades of blue or green
vibrant coral colours
paint a living scene
Mother oceans stories
moonlight shadows swell
gentle waves are speaking
hidden tales they tell
Vessels, rocking, thrashing
stronger winds now wail
heaving closer daily
ancient people sail
Virgin sand they’re walking
in this morning dew
feasting seafood’s freshness
toasting life anew
David J Delaney
26/08/2009
Cooling breezes whisper
rustling leaves that talk
weathered trees of history
where crustaceans walk
Crystal ocean rolling
shades of blue or green
vibrant coral colours
paint a living scene
Mother oceans stories
moonlight shadows swell
gentle waves are speaking
hidden tales they tell
Vessels, rocking, thrashing
stronger winds now wail
heaving closer daily
ancient people sail
Virgin sand they’re walking
in this morning dew
feasting seafood’s freshness
toasting life anew
David J Delaney
26/08/2009
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Re: Ocean life
G/David,
a really nicely written poem, very descriptive.
It reminds me of holiday times down at Peaceful Bay, I can hear gentle waves lapping, smell the salt air.
Cheers Terry
a really nicely written poem, very descriptive.
It reminds me of holiday times down at Peaceful Bay, I can hear gentle waves lapping, smell the salt air.
Cheers Terry
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Re: Ocean life
Hi David
You've captured the sentiment of ocean life well, relaxed and refreshed. Enjoyed.
Suzanne
You've captured the sentiment of ocean life well, relaxed and refreshed. Enjoyed.
Suzanne
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Re: Ocean life
G'day Dave...
Love a piece that is sparse and spare and yet is able to conjure images and sensations.
For me, it intimates the siren call of the ocean to ancient seafarers, their risking the open waters to find new lands...our original settlers perhaps ?
Cheers, Will.
Love a piece that is sparse and spare and yet is able to conjure images and sensations.
For me, it intimates the siren call of the ocean to ancient seafarers, their risking the open waters to find new lands...our original settlers perhaps ?
Cheers, Will.
"Each poet that I know (he said)
has something funny in his head..." CJD
has something funny in his head..." CJD