The Tide Pool

Here's a link to my you tube channel where I read my poetry. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y-j1YkEdWQs

There, in the
tide pool, dappled by
the sun is birth and death,
and the spark that continues.
It leaves mankind in the wake of regret.
What have I to do with the albatross
Or sea lion?
I can but write, while they fly and roar.
I gaze upon the Pacific from this rock,
all its mysteries and grandeur.
I am inferior, while it forever reigns with
every wave and break of light.

Author's Note

Link to my new book,
https://www.amazon.com/Its-Just-Skip-Jump-Madhouse/dp/B0DY4XDQYC/ref=sr_1_1?crid=

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Regrets are the albatross we carry along with us. But in the end, maybe we offset the regrets with positive feelings to die peacefully.
j.

[Dylan Macadham]

Yes, I guess we emerged and evolved from the tide pool,
and we can't fly or roar, but we've sure done a job on the Planet!
A Good Write, Thomas :)

[Michael Sun Bear]

You’ve written a great poem Thomas. I have spent hundreds of hours observing the great Pacific in all her moods and glories. I even lived amongst the Makkah on the very northwest tip of the continental U.S. Thank you for bringing me some memories.