I too live on the shore and am inspired by the sea and everything at the edge of it. I loved your poems. We recently moved a whale 600 metres, a sidewards slide along the seafront. I couldn’t bear to move any further away.
Your first poem was so moving. Our lives, however, much we complain are not nearly as tough as those slaves. Reading your poem reminds me to be grateful.
The rest of your poems were about the things I am so familiar with, the worm casts etc. Have you noticed the popping sound as the waves recede and all those little air holes in the sand open up again. What hides there? I have written a poem about that and it was made into a film poem. (Reminder to self… share this.)
Oops! Typo. I didn’t really move a whale 600 metres. I moved a whole 600metres, along the seafront. I can swim 600 metres though. #wildswimmer
LOL I thought you must be really, really strong. :)
I too live on the shore and am inspired by the sea and everything at the edge of it. I loved your poems. We recently moved a whale 600 metres, a sidewards slide along the seafront. I couldn’t bear to move any further away.
Your first poem was so moving. Our lives, however, much we complain are not nearly as tough as those slaves. Reading your poem reminds me to be grateful.
The rest of your poems were about the things I am so familiar with, the worm casts etc. Have you noticed the popping sound as the waves recede and all those little air holes in the sand open up again. What hides there? I have written a poem about that and it was made into a film poem. (Reminder to self… share this.)
I look forward to more of your post.
Warm wishes.
Thank you Karen. Wow, I cannot imagine moving a whale!
Perhaps we could move it miles if we could get it to the nearest whaleway station.
Thanks for this post, the poems and the pictures. Found poems can create a mystery of their own. I enjoyed this.