One Day for M 'Ldy Carole

Sonnet

 

 

One Day

 

The Jetsam cast upon the shore.

The ebbing tide has left behind

I wonder where it’s been before.

I search to see what I can find.

Some small but worthwhile souvenir

which will repay the hours I’ve spent

in combing beaches far and near.

Some treasure lost by accident.

One day I hope to strike it rich

and find gold coins amongst the sand.
But Lady Luck can be a b***h,

she doesn’t seem to understand.

That gold’s no use beneath the sea

but I’d accept it gratefully.

 

9-May-08

 

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Reviews

[Vanessa Whiteley]

The opening lines place the reader on the shore wandering amongst the jetsam then invites them to share in the persona's curiosity of where things have been before and the playfulness of wanting to strike it rich. The end is delightful with a gentle humour while the flow and simple rhyme work well throughout. This is a really charming poem and I enjoyed reading it.

[V. K. Harris]

Ah the beach, my first love I must say. Excellent write.

[O!]

this is lovely!....

i happened to watch a film recently on treasures lost in the sea...

x,
O!

[Legion]

A fine sonnet it is, but the sea seldom gives up its secrets or its treasures. Much like a woman. :) Good write.

[Samuel Dickens]

The sea does offer its gifts, but more often, they're not something you'd want. (plastic bottle, styrofoam cooler lid) I didn't count the beats this time. I trust you. Very nice poem, Poeticpiers. Sam