Adam Holmes

Rookie - 1 Points (U.S.)

Sea Change - Poem by Adam Holmes

Forgotten identity...

The crab doesn’t fit his new shell
The old was the young
The young is too old
And the new is too vast

Fascinations fade...

The dolphin put away its magic tricks
Tricks are for charmers
He swims to deeper water

Becoming bored...

The gull perched patiently waiting dinner
Life in paradise is worse then it seems
And the hunt to find it turns to chore

Confessing defeat...

I can’t stand or swim
Like that crab shivering in the sand
I await the wave
To wash me away


Comments about Sea Change by Adam Holmes

  • Rookie - 0 Points Ben Gieske (9/5/2008 8:05:00 AM)

    Sad poem in that so many opportunities are missed and all resign themselves to their fate. We live in a world of change but that does not mean we just have to await the outcome and let ourselves be washed away. Just think the sea is older than all of these and is an Eden to so many. In a way it never changes but then again there are so many changes. This poem I conclude is a paradox. “And the new is too vast” “And the hunt to find it turns to chore”. “I await the wave/To wash me away.” You can probably float so there is a chance that you will be washed away to a better place, but where to? In it’s own way, this poem is fascinating because of what it says, The crab’s shell grows with it, how can it not fit? I agree magical tricks just won’t work. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 28, 2008

Poem Edited: Sunday, March 29, 2009


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