I am bound by the beauty of this place,
indentured under changing ocean skies,
kindred to the trees lining the shore,
like maiden supplicants, worshipping before
the wild waves and the dancing whitecap froth,
and to the sandy shore I plight my troth.
I live apprenticed to the eagle's cry,
his swoops and circles rising up so high.
Majestic ruler of the sea and sky,
his soaring splendor captivates my eye,
held fast by beauty, struck with wonder, I.
Driftwood for my bed, the wild wind cries
among the lashing trees, the ocean tides,
calling me to the shore that knows my name.
So many years, in joy, I've walked inside
this glory. Since, I've never been the same.
Drunk with the beauty, captive to the sea,
my heart is bound to the one place home to me.
for Sumana's prompt at What's Going On : Beauty. The song "Bound By the Beauty" by Jane Siberry sprang to mind. It was popular the summer I first moved to Tofino and is inextricably woven into my memories of living here.
Sherry, you indeed live in a beautiful place, and you show in this poem how much you appreciate it. I like these lines especially:
ReplyDelete"I live apprenticed to the eagle's cry,
his swoops and circles rising up so high." And I was really impressed with how you used rhyming.
I love how much you love your town and landscape and how you sing of it in your poems!!!
ReplyDeleteYour love for your hometown flows so beautifully in rhythm and rhyme, Sherry.
ReplyDelete"Driftwood for my bed, the wild wind cries
among the lashing trees, the ocean tides,
calling me to the shore that knows my name." Truly bound by the beauty of these lines. So lovely.
"and to the sandy shore I plight my troth"
ReplyDeleteI feel as if I observed this wedding and marriage of you to the setting where all your loves congregate. How lucky! Thank you for always sharing the beauty, Sherry.
Snap, Sherry! We’ve both written about the beauty of the coast. I imagine yours is very different to mine; you have eagles, for example. I love the phrase ‘indentured under changing ocean skies’.
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful ending - I like the flow and especially the ending - And of course the photo is beautiful! Jae
ReplyDeleteThis is just lovely, Sherry. The driftwood line brought to mind a giant piece of driftwood my kids found years ago at our favorite lake and lay out on it in the undulating waves. What fun times and a beautiful memory! Sigh! Thank you for that~
ReplyDeleteYour happiness shines through at living in such a beautiful place by the sea.
ReplyDeleteA haven of beauty, Sherry, and through your words, you've made it so for us. How can a heart not be wedded to such shores and such sights!
ReplyDeleteLove your poem, love Jane Siberry. Have you heard "Everything Reminds me of My Dog"?
ReplyDeleteIf I were to have a celebration of life, that would be one of the songs. Everyone would crack up. LOL.
DeleteYou are truly surrounded by beauty.
ReplyDeleteOh, I love this. To be where you want to be and have such love for it is an amazing gift.
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