The Ocean

This is a poem I wrote the first day I arrived in Vancouver last fall to search for an apartment:

THE OCEAN

The ocean is where I belong

The sea is where I must be

an October day in the sun

The waves along the beach do run

here ships are ships

not mere boats

here great castles of steel

are towering floats

with the clear blue sky

as their overcoats.

A lone swimmer in the sea

pounding the surf

as hard as can be

years ago on an Oregon beach

such a swimmer was me.

Autumn trees with colours of gold

against majestic mountains bold.

The horizon stretches on and on

 in this bay that's seen

great ships come and gone.

Across the sea lie the lands of Asia

and I think of friends

in Japan and Malaysia

India and Singapore

the Philippines

with Imelda's shoes galore

Australia where koalas can snore

when eagles' reckless speeches do bore.

-A poem written by Christopher

 Wednesday afternoon

 October 3rd 2012.