Hilda Greenhough Poet Terza Rima

Beach, Lo Yonder

I viewed an ocean that I could not reach.
Water beckoned me but my path was blocked.
The rocky boulders protected the beach,
Leaving me a glimpse from my window panes.
The rocks seemed to smile at me whom they mocked,
And when the clouds greyed, it gave me remorse
That my travels were stopped by rock's cruel chains,
And I chose instead to redraw my course.
I moved from my home by sea and by beach.
Good-bye to the ocean that I couldn't reach.

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Linda Alice Fowler September 19, 2025 at 10:07 AM Things we long for and things we accept. We must know our limitations. I love the form and you do it justice Hilda. :) Hilda Greenhough September 20, 2025 at 11:10 AM Thank you. I appreciate the compliment.

Darlene De Beaulieu September 10, 2025 at 4:17 PM Hello Hilda, Hilda at least you weree able to be by the sea. One day you will make it to the ocean. Hugs. /Darlene/ Darlene De Beaulieu September 11, 2025 at 11:20 AM Hello Hilda, I prefer a sandy beach. I once was on a rocky beach, I did not like it. Hugs. /Darlene/ Hilda Greenhough September 10, 2025 at 6:02 PM Thank you for your visit. I believe that Florida has the most accessible beaches. Northern Californis has lots of rocky beaches.

Paula Goldsmith September 5, 2025 at 1:34 PM What a wonderful beach write/story. Love your ending. I love the beach but none here and that makes me sad. Have a lovely day/weekend writing away............ Hilda Greenhough September 5, 2025 at 8:33 PM Thank you for your comment on my poem. I don't have a beach either.

Karen Jones September 1, 2025 at 7:59 PM Wow! You write well in so many challenging forms! Enjoyed this! Hilda Greenhough September 1, 2025 at 8:04 PM Thank you for reading. I'm glad you enjoyed it.

Rowena Velasco August 28, 2025 at 8:55 PM A beautiful, bittersweet piece. The ocean’s pull is felt strongly, yet the rocks become both barrier and symbol. I admire how the poem turns from longing to acceptance, closing with a graceful farewell. Hilda Greenhough August 29, 2025 at 5:30 PM Thank you very much. I enjoyed writing it.

Victor Buhagiar August 26, 2025 at 2:14 AM I read this. Loved it. Hilda Greenhough August 26, 2025 at 5:11 AM Thank you.

Paige Hind August 24, 2025 at 6:34 PM This had a feel of loss. I loved "And I chose instead to redraw my course." :) Hilda Greenhough August 24, 2025 at 7:33 PM There are many ways to interpret it. There is a saying "the grass looks greener on the other side". Hopefully, her move brings her happiness. Thank you for reading.

Gershon Wolf August 21, 2025 at 7:45 PM So near and yet so far... Yor frustration felt, Hilda. Hilda Greenhough August 21, 2025 at 8:07 PM Thank you for reading it.

Kim Rodrigues August 21, 2025 at 5:28 AM I feel the draw and angst…some things are out of reach! Hilda Greenhough August 21, 2025 at 7:55 AM I'm glad to read your comment. Thank you.

Deb M August 21, 2025 at 4:08 AM Nothing nicer than a beautiful sea view but terribly frustrating not being able to get to the water to dip your toes….Great poem Hilda…Debx Hilda Greenhough August 21, 2025 at 7:54 AM There's always another beach. Thank you for your interest.

Valsa George August 21, 2025 at 1:20 AM When we know that something is beyond our reach though we loved it, we should show the courage to move away from it and choose a different course. That's practical wisdom and you have decided to do so. Enjoyed your poem dear Hilda Hilda Greenhough August 21, 2025 at 3:43 AM Thank you for your visit. You made me happy that enjoyed my poem.

Zyrool Gifford August 20, 2025 at 1:33 PM Hello Hilda, beautifully written. I do love looking out at the ocean.Sad you had to move away. Stay Blessed my friend. Hilda Greenhough August 20, 2025 at 1:37 PM I made this poem out of thin air. I was inspired by a painting. I saw the rocks and realized how rough it was. Thank you for reading my terza rima. I enjoyed the challenge of writing it.

Daniel Henry Rodgers August 19, 2025 at 5:39 PM Dear Hilda, There’s a quiet strength in the way you chose to “redraw your course,” even as you said goodbye to what you loved. That mix of wistfulness and resilience made the poem linger in my heart. You’ve turned a moment of distance into a moving meditation on change and acceptance. Truly lovely, Hilda. Blessings, My Dear Hilda, Daniel Hilda Greenhough August 19, 2025 at 6:57 PM Thank you for your comment. I hadn't thought about why I wrote it, except to succeed in writing a terza rima but when I read your reasoning, I wondered if there is a cause for my thoughts. It's true that I am a 'move on ' type of person. May you enjoy these last days of August. Best wishes.

Sotto Poet August 19, 2025 at 2:12 AM The sight of the sea brings me delight. Alas, the stones lay in your path, barring the way to the shore. A compassionate poem, Hilda Hilda Greenhough August 19, 2025 at 5:49 AM I appreciate your insight. Thank you for reading this poem.

Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh August 19, 2025 at 12:00 AM I see the poem as a nice metaphor.A reality of life.Like it. Hilda Greenhough August 19, 2025 at 5:46 AM Thank you. Glad you liked it.

David Crandall August 18, 2025 at 6:14 PM That's an interesting poem! The beach right in front of you, but you can't get there! Hilda Greenhough August 18, 2025 at 6:20 PM Bunions.

Jan Allison August 18, 2025 at 1:15 PM ah the typical distant sea view estate agents speak! I live on a little island - thankfully we have a sandy beach (but no sea view from my house lol) I love the poem Hilda:-) hugs Jan xx Hilda Greenhough August 18, 2025 at 1:34 PM Thank you. I live in the desert so this poem is fantasy. Lol.

Joseph P. DiMino August 18, 2025 at 12:53 PM For sure...sometimes know when to retreat. Find another way for joy and satisfaction. Wise message. One can't be great at everything -- but one can be most always great at trying. Hilda Greenhough August 18, 2025 at 12:58 PM I enjoy your comments. It's likely that she found a better beach.

Anne-Lise Andresen August 18, 2025 at 7:29 AM - I enjoy my sea view ... not easy to reach it ... because of the rocks here too ... but, the world's most beautiful sunsets in the sea - A lovely poem, Hilda :) - hugs Hilda Greenhough August 18, 2025 at 7:35 AM I'm glad you enjoyed my poem. Please don't think that I'm against rocky beaches. In my zeal to write a terza rima, many words formed themselves. I was inspired by a painting of a rocky beach. Youth would have made the climb easy.

Victor Buhagiar August 18, 2025 at 2:22 AM Pity the rocks stopped you from reaching the beach. A lovely poem. Victor from Malta. Hilda Greenhough August 18, 2025 at 6:46 AM It didn't happen ti me. It was inspired from a scene. It is what is called a fast real estate buy. She hadn't realized the problem with the rocks.

sara Etgen-Baker August 17, 2025 at 5:09 PM I haven't written in this form in quite some time; you inspired me to do so. I liked the rock metaphor and the strength to redraw one's course when faced with those rocks. Loved this, truly. Faving. Hilda Greenhough August 17, 2025 at 5:35 PM Thank you. It's a new form for me. Thank you for the fav.