On Porthgwidden beach
I was beguiled by seals
as, slippery as eels
they smoothly sparred and courted
romantically cavorted
on the darkling tide.
Nipping, so I could see revealed
two pink mouths snapping.
Their backs made
Loch Ness Monster shapes
then, two heads alert,
eager as dogs waiting
for a ball.
Chasing off again, both caught
in a glassy wave
revealed -
in love
two seals.
<Deleted User> (6315)
Mon 3rd Oct 2011 01:04
St Ives..how lovely Ann..I think to witness such a thing is worth writing about and you have done this well...x
Ta Andy - I know it's just a bit of whimsy! And anthropomorphism of course! But hey - not mortal sins so I'll leave those seals be. x
really enjoyed this, Ann - i do think the ending is a bit tellie however.. it could work better with a repeat of the end of the first stanza better.. either way, it's beauitful stuff x
Thanks Lynn - I know "nature" poems aren't everyone's cup of tea! When I was staying in St Ives last week I went for a walk on the beach just as it was getting dark and there were these two seals really close in to shore. Magic!
What a lovely poem, Ann, I love seals (well, all wildlife really) and this is so charming. x
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winston plowes
Wed 5th Oct 2011 13:23
Hi Ann,
transported to the Cornish coast for a while there!
'romantically cavorted
on the darkling tide.'
nice
Lovely poem