The turtle …

On the ashen sand

a turtle lay

washed by the lapping waves.

At first sight

I thought that it was alive

and returning to the sea, its home ..

but then, with pity, I recognised

the unnatural stillness

of its form ..

that great, reticulated dome;

those massive limbs; those unseeing eyes
and that disfigured, primeval face ..

In that vast ocean

an ageless creature had met with injury and death ..

and somehow, something indeterminate in me

was bereft … .

About atomsofstars

Reticent .. but I hope my poetry speaks for me .. Favourite quotation .. ' Uttering a word is like striking a note on the keyboard of the imagination.' Ludwig Wittgenstein
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8 Responses to The turtle …

  1. Francina says:

    I know what you mean, I once saw one too.. it leaves you with a sad feeling. Heartfelt poem. Francina

    • atomsofstars says:

      Hello Francina …

      Thank you … I’m sorry that you also have witnessed such a poignant sight … its death seemed sadder because I could see that its injuries were probably caused by an encounter with the propeller-blade of a boat’s engine.
      I think a not uncommon occurrence in inshore waters ..

  2. planaquarium says:

    The line “something indeterminate in me” is what truly makes this resound; the glimpse of mortality in the stilled life of nature causing the heart to pause and consider…perfection!

  3. Shermeen says:

    Marya, the penultimate line gives this poem your exclusive mark and ‘seal’ 🙂

  4. Francina says:

    Hi Mayra,

    I have nominated you for the Genuine Blog Award. Please go over to my site for the information how to claim the award.


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