Autobiographical sketch of a lifelong love of the sea |
The Girl Who Loved the Sea Once upon a time, many years ago a little girl was born who loved the sea. There is a picture in an album of her sitting quietly on the sand when she was two, her busy play stilled for a while, pondering the glow of a shining sun on water, as far as she could see, and sifting golden grains through the tiny fingers of her baby hand. If I turn the page, another photo will show her with teenage friends, swimming and romping with glee on a wide beach, making memories to last a lifetime, and on another page, another shore she would come to love and know well during the wondrous college years when her spirit was free and her heart was open to understand vast new vistas she had not glimpsed before including love that slowly dawned with the melodic flow of his music, on a cliff against the backdrop of ocean waves, and the gift of the key to his heart. And one summer night he put a band of gold on her finger, and for more than half a century their love did grow as they worked and learned together, and watched with awe as three children came along and stretched their hearts far beyond even what they had planned. As years and decades passed, life was rich and full. Sometimes, though, things became too hard - frightening - or sad - and she needed somewhere else to be and then she would remember – and remembers yet today - the wide strand of golden shore, craggy rocks, crashing waves, and endless sky, that filled her spirit – so for a time, she would flee to that blessed place of solace, there to stand, to walk, to sit and rest a while – finding peace, as had the little girl in days of yore. Written for the 2006 Spring SLAM! THE PROMPT Write an autobiographical poem with the rhyme scheme ABCABC ABCABCD ABCABC ABCABCD. You may repeat the pattern twice for a total of eight (8) stanzas. The poem does not have to represent your entire life; however, the subject matter must be about you and an event, special memory, relationship with another person, etc. Keep in mind you are the main subject matter, the central figure. |