Looking Out To Sea.

Goldfinch60



Upon the grassy, windswept verge I stand,

The salty air against my outstretched hand.

Grey clouds drift low above the restless blue,

And all the world feels vast, and strange, and new.

The rim of water stretches, endless, wide,

With hidden secrets tucked beneath the tide.

Gulls wheel and cry in circles overhead,

While foaming waves break steadily ahead.

I watch the dance of light upon each crest,

The sun’s reflection shimmers with the rest.

My mind drifts far beyond the pebbled shore,

Imagining the stories gone before.

A fishing boat is bobbing on the swell,

A distant silhouette I know so well.

Its faded sails are tattered by the breeze,

Yet still it finds its path across the seas.

Here, gazing out where sky and ocean meet,

With sand and shingle shifting ‘neath my feet,

I find a peace the city cannot give,

In watching waves, I learn anew to live.

 

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 12th, 2025 00:15
  • Comment from author about the poem: We are off to the Isle of Wight again today and will be looking out to sea from our hotel window.
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Doggerel Dave

    Well I was almost there with you, Andy, but I think just possibly three's a crowd, so I will content myself with that view, beyond the rhymes, which I enjoyed very much, I could almost smell the salty air when you opened the window.

    • Goldfinch60

      Thank you Dave for your very kind words, much appreciated.

      Andy

    • orchidee

      You won't see that escaped prisoner rowing to shore, as he got early parole!

      • Goldfinch60

        Yes I knew that Orchi, he may be back sometime though.

      • sorenbarrett

        You and I both writing about the waves today Andy coincidence maybe. A most lovely picture painted here. Have a great trip

        • Goldfinch60

          Thank you soren, we are at our favourite place for a break.

          Andy

          • sorenbarrett

            Most welcome Andy have a great time

          • arqios

            Beautiful!πŸ•ŠοΈπŸ™πŸ»

            • Goldfinch60

              Most kind Rik, thank you.

              Andy

            • FΓ­na Elara πŸŒ™ Petra Patrice

              Love it β€˜ A fishing boat is bobbing on the swell,
              A distant silhouette I know so well.’ Interesting poem.

              • Goldfinch60

                Thank you Petra.

                Andy



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