Breakwater

My life is like a stroll upon the beach, as near the ocean’s edge as I can go. - Thoreau

there's a buoy out by the jetty

where the water is rough and the black rocks have been known to dash

where many a ship has crashed

where a reluctant river is forced to kiss the formidable sea

i don't have to ask

i know that its barnacled bell tolls for me

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

There is some polarity here that I love.... first the tumultuous sea with black rocks and ships crashing in to them, even though there is a buoy rocking and rolling in the rumbling waves; yet we know that a less active river "kisses the sea" and we also know that the buoy bell "tolls for me" almost like a church bell that soothes the soul....
Warmly, B

[Pete]

all astute observations ; polarity - perfect word. slow caution is in order when going from smooth to rough and pay attention to warnings no matter how many times we've padded through before.

[Betty Hermelee]

You’re very welcome Pete, my friend
Warmly, B