Spindrift sailed over the surface,
Content with catching a zephyr,
Or, playing tag with flying fish.
Ever so often a word or a prayer
Rose into the air and Spindrift
Caught it, held it, listened to it.
It did not understand the thought, but
It felt the hum of the expression,
It felt the warmth of urgency, and
Let it go to pass on it’s way.
Spindrift joyed in effervescent foam,
Bubbling, frolicking on wave crests,
There dancing, it pirouetted ,
Then sliding down the wave,
Skating across the rolling trough.
Gently, its father, the wind,
Would reach into the swell
Again, setting Spindrift on the crest,
Its brother and sister Spindrifts
Spewed sparkling drops of sea water,
Greeting each other with diamonds of light.
The magic of the moment was so grand,
So brief, so unpredictable, so capricious,
Spindrift did not mind disappearing,
Did not mind what it could not mind,
Nor, did it sense passing, or ceasing,
It was a part of the whole of the sea,
A greater fanciful delight of Nature,
And like all other whimsies,
It had no meaning other than to be.
Copyright: 2009, Donald Harbour
Donald Harbour Poetry 
There is a beautiful feeling to your poem. It sparkles. Thanks for posting.=D
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Many poems bemoan the transitoriness of life. This poem celebrates transitoriness. Nice relief from “soberist” poetry. These are my favorite lines:
The magic of the moment was so grand,
So brief, so unpredictable, so capricious,
Spindrift did not mind disappearing,
Did not mind what it could not mind,
Nor, did it sense passing, or ceasing,
It was a part of the whole of the sea,
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I like the ethereal personification of this. It give the scene a strong lift and a sense of explanation through fable. The ever-so-slightly (and effectively) grand story-teller’s voice further enhances the effect.
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And like all other whimsies,
It had no meaning other than to be.
Nice! The personification hold out BEing – so beautifully.
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“Spindrift joyed in effervescent foam,
Bubbling frolicking on wave crests,” -love the image. And the final …
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This was so beautiful! Makes me want to feel and experience and be that little “spindrift”. The lines -Spewed sparking drops of sea water/greeting each other with diamonds of light, were so wonderfully envisioned…I love it!
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Beautiful descrip0tions of movement here and you capture the tone wonderfully.
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Beautifull evocative of a summer’s day
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I very much enjoyed your little ditty. It has such happy movement to it.
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nice one Donald….the spindrift had me on a catamaran off the shore of Cuba…snorkeling….searching for mermaids……I really liked “the magic of the moment was so grand”…gracias amigo for reading my words also….your comments are well received.
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