Spring On Cape Cod Poem by Bobbie Ann Pimm
Spring On Cape Cod
I sit and watch the seagulls swoop and soar;
without a care, they’re free to float and fly.
I came alone to sit upon this shore.
All thoughts and cares serenely drift on by;
the bay spreads out before me as I gaze;
without a care, they’re free to float and fly.
A distant lighthouse fades into the haze,
as April’s sun has yet to warm the sea.
The bay spreads out before me as I gaze.
Alone I am and free to simply be.
The sand beneath my feet still damp and cold,
as April’s sun has yet to warm the sea.
The setting sun - a beauty to behold;
I let my worries drift off into space.
The sand beneath my feet still damp and cold;
I take a cue from all around this place -
and sit and watch the seagulls swoop and soar.
To let my worries drift off into space,
I came alone to sit upon this shore.
'I let my worries drift off into space. I take a cue from all around this place - To let my worries drift off into space, I came alone to sit upon this shore.' These lines kindle my thoughts of my teen age days, when I used to sit alone on the seashore, to forget my worries and enjoy the beauties of the naked sea with its roaring waves near the shore, and its calmness at the horizan. You have an excellent way of expressing your feelings and I like this poem very much. Please see my poem 'The Unfathomable Ocean' in this website, which I wrote to repay my debt to the Ocean.
What a beautiful poem Bobbie Ann! You've described this so nicely.........great poem. Sincerely, Mary
I think it's good that, not only can you can use this rhyme scheme with such ease but thatyou can fill it with the right content. The repetition added to the sense of calm serenitythat you were describing whilst it also gave the impression of a single moment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/28/2024 8:34:09 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The setting sun beholds the beauty and allows us to grow. The sand beneath your feet is damp. Worries are drifted. I this shore you sit alone and perceive wonderful sea. This poem is excellently penned.10