I do the best I can, double spaced

living with the bay

look.   otters I’ve seen, swimming the bay.

who will remember for me when I walk away.

out the window each day.   more fresh.

I remember me.   maybe that was my job all along.
I likely see what you don’t see.   an easy eye.

I know which dark spots to follow on.   where an otter swims.

they don’t need me holding them up.   but I do, anyway.
I feel like being underwater.   but the water can’t be seen.

just me, just some sand.   feet kissing where it’s wet.
write that in the sand.   please.
MBA webcam views of Monterey Bay used with permission.
please visit and/or support the Monterey Bay Aquarium.   
they make the ocean more alive.   us too.

please do enlarge the header image.

2 thoughts on “I do the best I can, double spaced

  1. the title intrigues and drew me in – read write and remember – those three words seem to cement this poem which has the feel of both air and water elemental
    “feet kissing where it’s wet.

    write that in the sand. please.”


    1. Thanks Laura. Reminding me of something… what. I like wandering some (a lot), it’s where I “work”, but then (I need a rest, take a breath) and look, I always come back to water and sea. I go there most every day for some while. (and I adore you listening) (simple me)


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