At the Beach

For Carrie’s Sunday Muse Blogspot

 

At the Beach
“The three great elemental sounds in nature are the sound of rain, the sound of wind in a primeval wood, and the sound of outer ocean on a beach.” Henry Beston

We sat on beach towels on the sand
watching the waves and gulls,
cooled by the breeze.
I held the shell I had found on the beach
just an hour ago.
I held it up to my ear and said,
Mama, I can hear the ocean!
She grinned.
But of course you can!
She took a sip of her iced tea
from the thermos.
I sat in front of the ocean
and continued to listen to the ocean
through my shell.

27 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Jamztoma
    Aug 11, 2019 @ 11:56:29

    haha sweet and tranquil. love this poem of yours!

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  2. Gillena Cox
    Aug 11, 2019 @ 12:52:01

    “She grinned.
    But of course you can!”

    Verily, verily, this is so profound. Happy you dropped by my sumie Sunday today

    much love…

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  3. hhennenburg
    Aug 11, 2019 @ 13:22:02

    Something so magical about this. The child is right!

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  4. Charmed Chaos
    Aug 11, 2019 @ 13:23:57

    How lovely Toni!

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  5. magicalmysticalteacher
    Aug 11, 2019 @ 13:51:52

    Listening to the ocean is more important than sipping tea any day!

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  6. sanaarizvi
    Aug 11, 2019 @ 14:36:38

    This is such an evocative write, Toni 🙂 I too love listening to the ocean.

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  7. Carrie V. H.
    Aug 11, 2019 @ 14:48:26

    A lovely poem for a sweet memory. I love it Toni!

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  8. Myrna
    Aug 11, 2019 @ 15:00:09

    A sweet poem. I like the last lines – made me think of how we see the world, each from our own shell.

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  9. Magaly Guerrero
    Aug 11, 2019 @ 15:41:11

    At first glance, this warmed me all the way to my toes. It’s such a tender moment. Mother and child enjoying nature and sweet tea. Then, I wondered if mother and child are listening to the same ocean(s).

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  10. fireblossom32
    Aug 11, 2019 @ 16:42:12

    Nice memory. 🙂

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  11. susanstoo
    Aug 11, 2019 @ 18:09:48

    Yup! I love the mystery here. The two understand each other whether or not they are listening to the same ocean. i was that little one once. I wonder if my Mom smiled at me, knowing.

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  12. Rosemary Nissen-Wade
    Aug 11, 2019 @ 18:30:25

    Vividly recreated! And sparks my own beach and shell-to-the-ear memories. Thank you.

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  13. wyndolynne
    Aug 11, 2019 @ 18:40:39

    Love the idea of watching and listening the ocean at the same time. 🙂

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  14. purplepeninportland
    Aug 11, 2019 @ 20:10:46

    You have to listen closely and believe.

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  15. Ed Rigg
    Aug 11, 2019 @ 20:46:46

    Beautiful story, Toni . . 🙂

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  16. Truedessa
    Aug 11, 2019 @ 21:37:27

    I love the sounds of the ocean, whether be through a giant conch shell or the rolling of the waves. It’s all in the element of sounds and tones. Some have trouble truly hearing.

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  17. Lori
    Aug 11, 2019 @ 22:18:52

    I like the warm day against the clink of ice cubes in the glass. Both seeing the ocean and hearing it as well. And being able to take it with you when it’s time to go home.

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  18. robtkistner
    Aug 12, 2019 @ 00:41:39

    Beholding the fascination of a child is intoxicating! I drink in the wonder and joy on my grandson’s face as often as I can. It is this magical elixir of life that’s keeping this grateful old man alive. 🙂

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    • kanzensakura
      Aug 12, 2019 @ 06:29:27

      What happy times you must have. Being childless, I have almost no contact with children as my friends are childless also. I cannot imagine what you feel.

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  19. Dragon Warrior
    Aug 12, 2019 @ 05:49:55

    A very awesome poem! 🙂

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  20. Susie Clevenger
    Aug 12, 2019 @ 13:50:53

    Yes, I wonder if there is a disconnect between mother and child.

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  21. Margaret Elizabeth Bednar
    Aug 12, 2019 @ 15:59:55

    hear it in front of you and in your hands. it is a marvel, these sea shells.

    Reply

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