Loneliness Of The Sea Poem by John A'Hern

A beach or beaches, so many to explore,
Ocean or sea or bay are viewed, some never seen before.
Familiar rocks, lighthouses erected to save lives
Seagulls activity, their sounds and out of control flight.
The sea seems to call like sirens from sea adventure tales
Neptune and stories of Davey Jones locker abound in memories,
The loneliness of sailors as they sail the seven seas.
Waves breaking as they roll to the shore
Slowed down until they are no more.
Soft sand or pebbles dependant of time gone by
Sand to walk on, it squelches between toes
Pebbles that hurt feet, protect the coastline.
Sounds of pebbles moving, as the tide washes over them
Tides relentless movement coming in or going out,
Angry waves soothed as they reach the shore
Sand or pebbles soothe its angry soul.
Fear of watching the sea in the darkness of night
What lays beneath the sea surface?
Another world, all fish species fighting for their lives.
Fishermen, why not fisherwomen described?
When do they decide, their catch enough will fill?
Regulations looked after by whom.
Fishing boats with massive nets drag the ocean floor
No creature is safe from these marauders.
Restaurant fish meals, eyes looking sad
Better to choose cutlets, no feelings of where from.
Feelings whirl as you leave this wondrous haven
Striding through life with new found admiration