Hand in My Fin

A Waffles and Writing Poetry Hop

Hey friend,

Here is a fun little poem for you. It’s a blog hop with some of my favourite ladies on the internet, my writing mastermind group, the aptly named Waffles and Writing.

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Hand in My Fin

Lately I’m noticing 

I fling, bring the din, 

I am a grey fin, 

carving the waves. 

Lately, I’m noticing 

my words do not flow 

languorously, like the 

slow, opulent ocean.

Lately, I’m noticing 

a desire to slow, hand 

in my fin and learn 

lessons from the ocean. 

Inspired by the prompt, "Lately I'm Noticing," from an unknown source. Click here to read the next one in the series.

For the complete series from the first ever Waffles and Writing Poetry Hop:

Each Day that Remains

A Vein Of Speckled Gold 

Hand In My Fin

Beautiful Boy

Stay tuned for Homegrown Haven next time!

Check out previous poetry collections here:  

Cast the Coats Away | A Prayer for Words | I Feel Most Alone in Sterile Supermarkets | More