sea otters of every width, age and size
Were at the crest of the hill at sunrise
Ready to jump into Indian Sea with umbrellas too
Throwing in coolers and towels after me and you
We sea otters are a playful bunch for sure
Laughing, we know there is no cure
Or way of stopping us once we find
A cliff to jump off of, or a hill to climb
We love hitting the water cold and hard
It is our fondest pastime, we land like lard
jiggling and wiggling in pure sea otter delight
getting everything wet, landing hard and tight
The little girl loves rubbing me,
I love giving her kisses when we have tea.
She has this bowl of four new friends,
goldfish cannot go out to play even on weekends.
She spends way too much time with this bowl of water,
these four goldfish need to play with a sea otter.
Has she forgotten about me her kissing cat,
I even let her dress me up in a crazy polka dotted hat.
Today as I stare into the fish bowl, I wondered if I could replace them with four pieces of coal.
And now we are two otters
Set peacefully adrift
In kelp strands entwined
By anemone gardens
There is just you and me
Upon emerald waters
The simplest gift
Is your hand in mine
And I am safely harbored
From the perilous sea.
a sea otter swimming on its back
bangs tightly-clutched mussel shell
against a fist-sized rock
atop its belly in rapid succession.
intense hunger pangs strikes!
on, and on, the sea otter bangs
with sheer determination.
hard work pays off, at last! mussel is wolfed down.
how's that for ingenuity?
a cute marine mammal with a human brain.
Forms I - Imagism- Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France
Date written: 03/10/2022
Covered in dark, with no light to spark,
It heard a noise and adhere to the magnificent voice.
The creators’ chosen, to bring forth his creations
And build nations.
In six days, the planet was amazed.
Draped in splendour, with a moon.
And stars, a Sun from far.
Deep blue oceans, with fishes
And dolphins, playful in soothing water,
O, don’t forget the sea otter.
Luscious, green valleys with marvellous hills.
Blooming tall trees, beautiful flowers.
And scary bees.
Animals from all sort, big and small,
Running, walking and crawl.
When the planet just thought,
The creator was done, he got stunned.
Two beautiful creatures with angelic faces,
Was create to be each other’s mates.
Finally, satisfied what He made.
The planet was name.
Earth.
Following the tumor blooms
that muted my throat and gut,
I duct taped my mind
to the wordless, I put my head down
charging at daggers, and
thanks to pain bullets and cancer bombs
my thoughts are catching a little headwind.
I'm looking at a sea otter floating on its back
agilely playing with stones,
it’s definitely working the crowd.
I'm looking at a lion staring into a camera,
under its heavy paw a gazelle is also staring into a lens;
are they waiting for applause?
I'm looking through a shop window
at televisions that are
revealing all this, plus my gazing reflection.
We can all do better, more rehearsals
will eventually take our perfect picture,
meanwhile it’s important to look good
as time stops, then continues to drain away
in its usual hazardous way.
The surf pounds against cliff.
I beat my pillow moaning.
You are gone, your heart of stone
not swayed by my tears.
Onoko*-san, the bringer
who has seeded my garden,
return like the sea otter
through the waves to me.
*onoko is the Ainu word for man
The surf pounds against cliff
I beat my pillow moaning
you are gone, your heart of stone
not swayed by my tears
onoko*-san the bringer
who has seeded my garden
return like the sea otter
through the waves to me
The conch shell echoes your name
you are spirit born, deck lifted
I have burnt incense for you
do not haunt my shoals
* Three Dodoitsu's which tell the tale of LOVE meant to be sung.
onoko is the Ainu word for man comprised of 3 syllables
“o”, “no” and “ko” which refer to male and female sexual organs.
EXAMPLE for my contest
As I sat by the seashore,
Oh, how I wished for more,
I stepped into the water,
I saw a sea otter,
All by the seashore,
I smiled with delight,
And disappeared into the night,
I was swimming with fury,
Soon my whereabouts became blurry,
Never again was I found,
Never again on the ground,
For death became more,
All by the seashore
This is a poem I wrote way back when i was 12, I'm surprised by how good I was back then- so I decided to post it :) enjoy