Craig Bowden Poet Free verse

Gull Point

  I know you so well now
   that I can instantly 
        capture your moods. 
  Watching 
       as the tide ebbs - 
  you regretfully reveal
             hidden treasures.

  Children with small nets
   probe into 
              your very soul, 
  and seabirds 
     plunder your bounties.
  If I listen carefully 
         I can hear you cry.

  Oh but the tide incoming 
   is a different matter.
                  Water gently
  chuckles through 
              parched crevices, 
  small creatures return
          where they belong.

  Behold, seaweeds dance 
   in joy, and 
                 once again 
   rejuvenated 
  you count your losses, 
             lick your wounds.


     Written: circa 1994               

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Gull Point is in the East Coast Bays of
Auckland, New Zealand. An old haunt.

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Keith D Trestrail May 27, 2024 at 6:08 AM Must admit I’ve never seen seaweed dance in joy before but there is something joyful about the changing of the tides. So many creatures and living things depend on its ecosystems. The cycle of life and all that, especially if you’re a gull at Gull Point. Nice.

Christuraj Alex January 24, 2022 at 5:54 PM Very beautiful work. Congratulations!

Ann Peck January 24, 2022 at 3:38 PM Your poem is beautiful, Craig. I especially love: Water gently chuckles through parched crevices.Congratulations on First Place!

Brian Sambourne January 21, 2022 at 5:45 AM The personification of Gull Point is spot on. I can imagine the rocky projection 'licking its wounds' from a churning sea. Strong images of land + sea in your poem. Congratulations! Brian