My Special Place

This special place is in La Jolla, Ca.

 

How it pleases me, erases all anxieties,

deeply satisfying me, to the center of my being.

My special place is a jagged cliff above the sea,

where, below, fickle waves crash in, then, flee.

 

I find an eroded nook in the hard packed sandy cliff, that contours to the shape of me.

Seagulls rest here, within a few feet and I watch them, patiently.

Out in the distance, a boat, with big, billowing sails,

brings to mind days of old, when men rowed powerfully.

 

Bringing me out of my reverie,

ninety degrees to the left,

I see a modern boat with an engine,

on their way to spread ashes; the family looking so bereft.

 

Closer to shore,

two boys are snorkeling,

their bodies reminding me

of apple bobbing on Halloween.

 

The sound of the waves crashing

and the sweeter sound in-between,

are a part of nature's music,

a most beautiful melody.

 

Faintly, I hear children laughing,

as they tease the sea,

then, turn around, running for shore,

when waves get above their knees.

 

I unwrap a loaf of bread, laughing,

as seagull heads turn;

however, they remain seated

as if, not wanting to be spurned.

 

As I break off pieces,

tossing them at their feet,

they begin to vie for best position,

the biggest gull pecking the others with his beak.

 

(I'm having so much fun)

Other seagulls soon join us,

and I give each his share,

scolding greedy gulls that fuss.

 

Just before leaving, I gaze around,

making a promise, to be good to me,

to come here more often, to my special place;

the nook, in the jagged cliff, above the sea.

 

Reviews

[Craig2591]

Sounds wonderful! I'm jealous. My special place is my studio, but it's in disarray at the moment since my wife and I are in the process of rearranging the upstairs and moving my studio. I miss it!

[Barbara Walker]

Thank you!

[Frieda P]

You've painted such a lovely scene with your words...I could almost feel the ocean breezes and the peace surrounding this wistful piece of poetry. Love it Barbara.

[Dr. Wood ?]

wonderful......I can relate to most of this as I too live by the sea...No snorkelling here though, the North Sea is a cold body of water most times.....Great poem though...You painted the picture perfectly

[Dr Ayaz chandio]

wonderful...it's a blessings to be able to find such a special place which delivers joy to soul.....thanks

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed this poem. The ocean is my favorite place to be. One day i will be able to sit and write by the great ocean. I like your description of the people and the sea. Took me to good places and memories. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[kurrupted]

Its 4:23am around here and the sea is about 1800km away, but this piece took me there lol!.
Excellently penned, the stanza's brilliantly connect and i must say the green fond colour also added a chloropyllic natural appearance to the piece.
While the whole piece is so wonderful and yet lovely, the last stanza kind of captivated the whole theme as it read...
Just before leaving, I gaze around,
making a promise to be good to me,
to come here more often,
to my special place,
the nook, in the jagged cliff,
above the sea.

and ....wow! double thums up

[Legion]

Can I come too? Sounds wonderful. Lovely write.