View From My Window
Ode to the Sea Turtle
I watch them move slowly out
into the ocean among all that blue,
their fins making zigzag waves
on the surface of the water, the waves
lapping at my bare feet. I loved amphibians
ever since I was a little girl, when
my father brought home a pet turtle
when I was eight-years-old. I named him
Charles, after the scientist, and we became best friends.
I told him all of my secrets, whispering and
giggling under the
bedcovers at night, and skipping stones over the pond
in the afternoons. Two days later, I found his empty gold fish
bowl on the kitchen floor by the northeast
window.
Soon I went off to college, but I could
not forget my pet turtle.
I got a Bachelor’s degree in marine biology,
hoping I’d find him again one day.
I searched for him among all the sea turtles we rescued
from facilities, from Universities,
hoping I’d recognize the pet sea turtle
that used to belong to me.
(Note: this is kind of a rough draft, so sorry if it sounds kind of bad. I just had to get it out first before the idea slipped away. But, just in case you were wondering, I've never had a pet sea turtle.)
into the ocean among all that blue,
their fins making zigzag waves
on the surface of the water, the waves
lapping at my bare feet. I loved amphibians
ever since I was a little girl, when
my father brought home a pet turtle
when I was eight-years-old. I named him
Charles, after the scientist, and we became best friends.
I told him all of my secrets, whispering and
giggling under the
bedcovers at night, and skipping stones over the pond
in the afternoons. Two days later, I found his empty gold fish
bowl on the kitchen floor by the northeast
window.
Soon I went off to college, but I could
not forget my pet turtle.
I got a Bachelor’s degree in marine biology,
hoping I’d find him again one day.
I searched for him among all the sea turtles we rescued
from facilities, from Universities,
hoping I’d recognize the pet sea turtle
that used to belong to me.
(Note: this is kind of a rough draft, so sorry if it sounds kind of bad. I just had to get it out first before the idea slipped away. But, just in case you were wondering, I've never had a pet sea turtle.)
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Ode to the Sea Turtle
Ode to the Sea Turtle
