An Unplanned Matinee
Shouting out “dolphin” at Bethany Beach
is not the same as shouting “fire” in the theater
But soon the word catches and spreads
Fingers point, necks crane
Only the seagulls scream
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A five minute poem written at the beach on September 12, 2012. Other dVerse poets sharing open link pub are HERE.
September 18th, 2012 1:57 pm
How great! Love the Dolphins and Love The Poem, too!
September 18th, 2012 3:26 pm
It was the first time I saw them (2) jump up high and cross each other. Didn’t have my camera ready for that!
September 18th, 2012 3:27 pm
A wonderful capture of a moment of beauty. The last line is a great landing for the poem.
September 18th, 2012 4:29 pm
oh i can imagine that the word spread like fire…what a beautiful moment…have never seen one in free nature so far..
September 18th, 2012 6:45 pm
have seen them in the wild a few times…what majestic creatures…..i would be stopping to stare…
September 18th, 2012 6:54 pm
Smiling!
September 18th, 2012 9:26 pm
Those sightings are so much fun–and so full of love.
September 18th, 2012 9:28 pm
Love when that happens..I have seen them in the wild 🙂
September 18th, 2012 9:40 pm
Very cute poem! I can imagine the scene. k.
January 5th, 2013 11:38 am
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