Rated: E · Poetry · Experience · #1573307
1st Place - Quotation Inspiration 6/09 Narrative shape poem written in iambic meter.
The Call of a Whale
"The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever."
-- Jacques Cousteau
My name is Dylan, “Lover of the Sea.”
Or so my mother hoped I’d always be.
The palm fronds swayed the day that I was born.
And sea gulls screeched their welcome from the shore.
A family of simple needs raised me. Our livelihood was eked out
from the sea. From babe to boy, my playground was the beach;
Observant ocean never failed to teach. But I, unwilling student,
would not hear and dreamed instead of arid west frontier.
Two years of misery in desert quest; I searched for verve
but found I was depressed. ‘Neath empty skies and
cacti's harsh embrace, the ocean ebbed and
pulled me from that place. Thalassic
prodigy returned at last, at
ocean’s edge I stood and
viewed my past: I was
the whale compelled
to breathe fresh air,
an orcan idealist
In reckless flight I faced a basic fact. A whale lives under
contract most exact. I’m from the sea and it’s a part of me;
My salty tears were proof and guarantee.
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