Seascape rhythmic swells,
sonata in blue.
Harmonic melody
carried by balmy breeze.
Percussion added
as sea foamed waves lap shore.
Time signature ever changing,
sand grains shift and ripple too.
I sit mesmerized,
all this balm to my soul.
Smile serenely, softly,
as unconscious movement of tongue
reveals salty upper lip.
Apt coda to this masterpiece ~
nature’s wondrous symphony.
Written for Tuesday Poetics at dVerse, the virtual pub for poets around the globe. Today Sarah asks us to consider “blue” in our poetry. Photo is from our time in Bermuda a number of years ago.
lillian the home poet 
I love the way you write! You can see everything as if you are there! Dreamy🤩
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So glad you enjoyed! 🙂
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Truly symphonic!
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Glad you enjoyed the music 🙂
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Sitting at seashore listening to gentle waves …. there’s nothing better!! Beautiful poem.
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Thank you so much, Beverly. Glad you enjoyed.
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‘sonata in blue.
Harmonic melody
carried by balmy breeze.’
– There is a song I could listen to over and over 🙂
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Me too. I’ve realized how much I enjoy being by water….all our years spending January and February in Bermuda; and these last couple of years in San Diego….and of course, our beloved Provincetown on the tip of Cape Cod for two weeks in September. For me, the ocean is so calming.
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For me also. And right now it is just on my doorstep: such a blessing!
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What a fabulous alliterative title, Lill, and I love the seascape you painted in this poem, with all the sounds to make me feel like I was there! A sonata in blue indeed! The photograph is the perfect illustration.
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So glad you enjoyed, Kim. I do love being by the ocean!
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I love the use of musical metaphor to describe such a setting… lovely.
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Thank you, Bjorn. Glad you enjoyed!
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I like this one very much & had to share it with My Beloved (Beach Bunny) Sandra, who is also totally Ga-Ga over it. Awesome work, Lillian.
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Ah….your comment here made me smile 🙂 Many thanks, Ron.
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The tune ever-changing. It’s so true. Every day by the shore is different and has a new rhythm. Oh, to hear it soon.
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Yes….we will be in our beloved Provincetown, on the very tip of Cape Cod, in September. The place we rent every year for two weeks is right on the ocean. At high tide, the waves lap up the steps to our deck. It is a little piece of paradise in my mind. Oh to hear it soon….:)
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Never been to Bermuda, but loved seeing it through your eyes. I agree that being near the ocean is a privilege and a panacea.
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Panacea….YES! We haven’t been to Bermuda in three years….were there the five years before. Shifted to San Diego in 2019….and then Covid meant we shifted to our condo in Boston for 16 long months. San Diego will be Jan and Feb again in 2022….but we are now talking (since our vaccinations) about hopping a quick flight to Bermuda this summer for an extended weekend since we have some airline credits. Problems of privilege….I do realize we are blessed.
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Such beautiful writing, Lillian! I am speechless. “all this balm to my soul.
Smile serenely, softly, as unconscious movement of tongue
reveals salty upper lip.” Really got me. Brava!
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This deserves a standing ovation!
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The blue of the ocean always heals. (K)
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the tantalising joy and peace ripple throughout!
This resonated deepest “sand grains shift and ripple too” .. feels like time pauses for deep reflection
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You have a musical poem too. I love it, and the comparison of the sea to a symphony.
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Love the action in this, I feel like I’m there, mesmerized, right with you!
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A great poem of a beautiful spot in this world! This is a great way to describe the waves…
Time signature ever changing,
sand grains shift and ripple too.
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Lillian, your amazing poem brings back memories for me… I visited Bermuda with my parents a quarter of a century ago… I remember those waters…
❤
David
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You are a poet at heart, Lillian
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A beautiful sonata. I can almost taste the sea salt.
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Wonderful bermuda blue hue of poetry Lillian.
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A wondrous symphony of words and images.
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