He took me to the coast and walked me past
The fair, the candyfloss, the arcade games,
And then he pulled me playfully
Inside the little sea life centre.
Dilapidated and unloved
But still it teemed with screaming kids.
I let him pay, it was a first date after all.
And then we entered underwater love,
Hand in hand as we travelled deeper, deeper
Into ocean halls.
He stopped in front of jelly fish
And stared at tentacles that changed with light
From blue, to yellow, to flaming red.
They’re my favourite, he said
Never peeling eyes from fish.
I watched in fascination
And as they drifted past the glass
In long and lazy undulating circles.
I realised probably
They were my favourite too.
juliadeniro
What a beautiful poem. I love sea life centers and aquariums.
patientandkindlove
I love the one in London. They opened a jelly fish section a couple of years ago and it’s like heaven on earth.
ceponatia
Haha I don’t know what it is and I’ve probably mentioned this before but every time I see something formatted as a poem my eyes go cross and I can’t see the words… but your posts are a reminder for me to actually give it a shot and I never regret it.
I’m a big fan of jellyfish, myself. At one point I was going to get my whole right arm tattooed in a jellyfish scene but it would have cost a fortune. 😀
patientandkindlove
Haha, high praise indeed. I know what you mean about jelly fish, they are amazing to watch. I wish I could have a tank full of them!