Happy Poetry Friday, everyone! Jama Rattigan is hosting this week’s gathering on her blog, Jama’s Alphabet Soup. Won’t you join us there? Today is National Chocolate Chip Day and you know how much Jama loves to bake. You might need a big glass of milk to drink while reading Jama’s deliciously delightful post. If you are new to Poetry Friday and are ever wondering where to find the weekly host of the roundup, you’ll find a list of hosts and their blog links here.
As we inch closer to summer and warmer weather, I find myself dreaming of the ocean. My parents are both from Maine, so growing up I spent a part of most summers at one aunt’s home on Peaks Island or another aunt’s on Chebeague Island. My family also, for many years, rented a cottage in Boothbay Harbor. In all three locations, I loved — and still do! — to walk along the shore collecting time- and tide-smoothed stones, sea glass, and picking wild blueberries. It was also fun to just sit and watch all the action on the water. Boats, bobbing birds, and the odd harbor seal provide hours of entertainment and a sense of peace.
Many members of my Tuesday night #TeachWrite writing accountability group have purchased the Write the Poem journal and are writing from “the ocean” prompt. Word associations provided include billows, deep, brine, offing, wave, flux, tide, and current. As I began to write my poem, I had one particular afternoon on Peaks last August in mind. Today’s poem, Clouds Billow, is my second offering to the #PoemsOfPresence collection.
To learn more about Margaret Simon’s wonderful #PoemsOfPresence challenge, click here. Many thanks to Jama for hosting the roundup this week. Be well, friends!
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Oooh. I love your lobster pots, caught in the flux of departures and returns. Wonderful! It reminds me of a haiku my son wrote when he was six; the waves think / there’s two of me / push… pull… (I suspect it may always be my favourite haiku.)
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I agree with Kat, Christie. I was particularly taken by the interjection of this stanza. Your draft works well. I am not sure what you plan on revising. This poem resonates with me.
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Thank you so much, Carol. You are so lucky to be able to experience the ocean on a daily basis. I envy that!
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That’s pretty amazing for 6, but then again it’s a poetic gene pool!
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Haha. Well he spoke it first, at the beach … but we were in the middle of a Month of Haiku… so later that afternoon, it became his haiku. Simplicity makes beautiful haiku! (That kid taught me brevity!)
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Gorgeous poem — I could smell the salt air, hear the waves breaking on the shore — a nice sense of calm. I’ve only visited Maine once and long to return. Beautiful place!
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Thank you so much, Jama. We all need a sense of calm, don’t we?
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Your poem put me on that beach. I looked up the word “offing” and learned that it was the part of the deep sea seen from shore. I didn’t know that. Lovely poem.
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I want to be THERE! What a beautiful, relaxing place…described perfectly.Those lobster pots…those footprints.
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You visit me and I will show your crab pots, Dungeness crabs. I visit you and please show me lobster pots. And the erasing of footprints.
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Ah, please cross your fingers for me and my family. We’ve gone to the beach every year for a long time, have our home reserved, but I hope nothing worse makes it go away. We have 2 months to wait. I love the one word at the beginning of each prompt, Christie. You’re brought that lovely ocean spell into your words.
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One day I hope to visit Maine. I love the form you used for this poem, one word, followed by a stanza of description. I think this could work for my kids. I like to give them ideas for structure as they are starting out with writing poems. Your poem paired with the picture inspires me. Who knows when I will see an ocean again.
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I’ve never been an ocean person, but you poem does its job in providing a sense of peace!
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Thank you, Mary Lee. Peace is what we all need right now, no matter where we find it. Be well.
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Your poem brought me your full presence at your familiar, fascinating place! I learned the word offing also…thanks for that.
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Beautiful, Christie. I feel like I’m there… I can practically smell the salty air.
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