Ocean poem

Last night Erik and I were talking in bed, during that dreamy, half-awake state just before sleep. We brought up things we wanted to do, and I mumbled, “I want to go to the coast. It’s been awhile since I saw the ocean.” Now that’s actually not true — I drove up to San Francisco just two days ago — but at that moment of drowsiness all I felt was a strong yearning to stand on the shore and look out at the Pacific. As I was drifting off a little voice washed into my mind and sang this poem. I got up and wrote it down, and then fell asleep.

Ocean poem

o o ocean
ocean sun
ocean shine

o o ocean
ocean roar
ocean whisper

o o ocean
ocean mist
ocean cold

o o ocean
ocean fresh
ocean stink

o o ocean
ocean salt
ocean deep

o o ocean
ocean sky
ocean earth

o o ocean

I’d love sometime to read/sing this poem the way it sings in my mind, but I’m feeling a bit self-conscious about trying it publicly. Maybe another day!

I’m really behind on emails and replying to blog posts and comments (here and on everyone else’s), but I’ll catch up soon.