Thursday, December 15, 2016

Diving in a Quiet Bay--By Greg Gregory--United States

Diving in a Quiet Bay

Sea turtles leave
invisible trails.

They beat slowly
through the water,

quiet in their secrets,
wordless in their calls.

In the sacred water
they see me.  I see them.

We meet.  We part.

We become part
of each other’s stories.

Greg Gregory is retired, but worked in educational media for over 30 years.  His first love has always been language and the printed word.  He has been published in the US, Canada, and England in publications including California Quarterly, Windsor ReviewPoetry Nottingham, and The Aurorean

4 comments:

  1. quiet in their secrets,
    wordless in their calls.

    I love these two lines. A lovely flowing poem.

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  2. Dear Greg,
    I love the both the power and simplicity captured by this elegant poem.
    Well done!!
    Michael

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  3. I'd love to hear the sea turtles' story, but you've given us enough to go on, thanks!

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  4. Enjoyed this a lot, thanks for sharing, great pictures.

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