Enduring Playful Love
As I strolled along the shore searching for
sea shells, memories came from the past.
Memories of a child again collecting
the shells running with shouts to Mother
"Save them, save them for me”.
Wondering where the sea shells have been
I peered deep within the ocean’s foam,
to retrieve the mystery of their journey.
Tumbling they swirl in the depths of the sea
washed cleverly clean by the salted water.
Answers of the question at hand
never seem to come because these are
the mysteries of the ocean’s world.
Answers that we long for leaves us
wondering, where do all the sea shells go?
My stroll is continued happily accepting
not all answers can come to me when expected.
Content to watch the waves caress the shore,
tossing the sea shells again and again
with an endearing playful love.
Rhoda Galgiani is a published Poet and Author of two books, Expressions from the Inside Out and No Snow for Johnny, A Child’s Story. Rhoda is a retired senior that delights in maintaining her own website entitled Expressions Poetry Journal, established in 2009, which is dedicated to the world of poetry and the love of animals. You may view her work on her website at chesakat1.blog.com
Rhoda, couldn't find any poems by you here, but congratulations on your book, too. ~David Fox
ReplyDeleteHi David -
Thank you for your comment. My poetry on 'Whispers...' is posted in the months of January, March, May and July. I hope you take a moment to look me up. Also, you may view my website at:
Expressions Poetry Journal
chesakat1.blogspot.com
Sincerely,
Rhoda Galgiani, Poet
Rhoda,
ReplyDeleteI want to first say thank you for your contributions to Creative Inspirations, and just like your contributions there, they are as wonderful here at Whispers as well. It is most evident that you have a gift for nature and all its stupendous beauty. Just soaking in your verses of this poem put me in the mindset of some of my walks along the beach and picking up seashells, putting them to my ear and then tossing them into the water. Thank you for sharing this and for sharing your gift with others.
-M.J.
Great narrative. l particularly found the following lines lovely and lively.
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tossing the sea shells again and again
with an endearing playful love".
Maurice -
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for your wonderful 'enduring' comment. As a child my memories were of Santa Cruz, CA - spending many vacations at the seashore. In those days the seashells were plenty. Maybe because it was the Pacific Ocean, I don't know. Here on the eastern shore in NY, I just don't see the seashells anymore - I miss them! Blessing to you and Creative Inspirations...
Rhoda Galgiani
Ndaba -
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for the visit. The last couple of lines are 'endearing' to me also, as this is what I felt in those days. I wish I could go back for a moment to relive the innocents of that time in my life. LI, NY sends you a wave...
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Dear Rhoda,
ReplyDeleteThank you for the kind comments you left for others today. Not only are you a talented writer but light in the poetry community. Thank you for your gift of friendship, support and encouragement.
Blessings,
Karen
You are more than welcome Karen. I enjoy visiting 'Whispers...' and make it a point to visit on a regular basis. You should be very proud of your accomplishment here - I know I am...
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Rhoda,
ReplyDeleteNo problem. I have seen the work on your website. If you would like to be seen a much smaller base, I would love to publish you in my magazine, The Poet's Art (I did not list the address here because it is very expensive to send mail the international countries and not all can afford or have international money orders or IRC's) If you would like to submit, my home address is 171 Silverleaf Lane, Islandia, NY 11749.
Sincerely,
David Fox
Almost forgot, will send you the guidelines if yiu need them.
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Dear Rhoda, you brought back so many memories of childhood. We always vacationed at the seashore and I spent years collecting shells. One thing I have learned as I get older is that "not all answers can come to me when expected." We have to put our faith in God and let him decide how the answers will come to us. Great poem! Best wishes, Carolyn
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jack Horne, for the following comment--
ReplyDeleteRhoda: wonderfully worded
Dear David - Thank you for the invitation and opportunity to be published in your magazine. I would be honored. Yes, I would like to see the guidelines - Could you email mail them to me chesakat@verizon.net
ReplyDeleteAlso, what subject line might be best for your publication. BTW, I live in East Patchogue, NY...small world, you're just up the block!!!
Rhoda Galgiani
Hi Carolyn, Jack and David - I am so happy you enjoy my poetry and left your comments. I think most of us have memories of the seashore. I know I am so happy I have mine because they bring me a peaceful moment when I need it the most...
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Just wanted to stop by Rhoda and let you know how blessed we are at Creative Inspirations to publish some of your gifted poems. Thank you so much!
ReplyDeleteThank you Maurice for the wonderful supportive comment. I must submit to you again. Thank you for this opportunity and for the continued support...
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Thank you, Suzanne Clement, for the following comment--
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely poem! I, too, have loved the shore and shells for a long time!
Thank you Suzanne for the lovely comment. Yes, I think the seashore is loved by many. I don't see the seashells on the coastline anymore like years ago...
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Dear Rhoda,
ReplyDeleteA wonderful look back at your days upon the seashore and the peace it brings you. Very nicely written and enjoyed reading your work today.
Sandra
Thank you Sandra for the visit - I hope there might be a few memories of the seashore for you also. Memories are wonderful as we age...
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Dear Rhoda,
ReplyDeleteI think they recycle for the new. I've given up on understanding and hopefully learned to accept and appreciate. I love the depth of your thought.
love
Kathy
Thank you, Barbara Siekierski, for the following comment--
ReplyDeleteA very nice poem about childhood memories of being down the shore with your parents.
Thank you Kathryn and Barbara for your comments - The seashore is a lovely place to spend the day. I have many childhood memories while on vacation in Santa Cruz, CA - I am grateful for that...
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