Category Archives: ocean

Blue Wine

When the sun shines directly overhead, sky and sea can merge, spilling mirages over the world. Everything then becomes lit with mystery and magic … A A BLUE WINE                                   the sea rests in my cup I drink salt and wait … Continue reading

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The Skipping

At one time or another we all send stones skipping across waves, trying to see how many skips we can get. It’s fun and oddly relaxing, though there is often a competitive element, watching waves, counting the skips. It’s also … Continue reading

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From the Beach

We go for picnics on the beach quite regularly in the summer, love the slap of waves, the lift and dive of gulls, the distant quiet of boats sailing in the bay … FROM THE BEACH this is ocean, these … Continue reading

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The Ballad of a Fish

I learned recently that May 2nd is World Tuna Day. It’s all about trying to stop overfishing in the Pacific, which is a serious subject. But I was having a silly day, so my poem is far from solemn … … Continue reading

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The Blue Prairie

July 1st: Canada Day yesterday. And Canada has ocean on three sides which means it’s beach time! At the lake, the swimming hole, or the Ocean. I love watching the waves roll in, trying to decided on the colours in … Continue reading

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Ocean

We were in Victoria recently when a storm blew in. So down to the shore we went to watch waves, and feel the wind, which really stung! Had to really lean into it to stay upright, it was so strong, … Continue reading

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The Doldrums

I suspect that we all have days, or weeks, when we’re down … times when the world seems a dull and dreary place. Then something comes to lift them, end the darkness … I’ve no idea why the blues hit. At … Continue reading

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