Reflecting on "The Rock Pool"

Coast by Anne Newman ©
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How many of us spent childhood holidays exploring "rock pools" - by the sea or on the edge of streams? Today's poem by Peter Skryznecki takes us into these memories.

The Rock Pool by Peter Skryznecki

The rock pool
is a magic circle
full of colours the sea
washes in—
blues, greens, browns, reds:
yellow that leaps
in reflection
and does a somersault
over your head!
Seagrass weaves
in slow, soft dances—
reaches up to your face
and hands:
growing out of tiny pebbles
and the patterns
of drifting sand.
Here’s a crab
that scuttles sideways,
hiding under a shelf of stone.
Look—here’s a fish
with purple stripes!
And—there—
a piece of cuttlebone.
The rock pool
is a magic circle
full of treasures
from a sea king’s cave—
thrown up for the delight
of children
by swirling tide
and crashing waves!

Source: The ABC Book of Australian Poetry: a treasury for young people compiled by Libby Hathorn (ABC Books 2010)

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Credit
1. ozpoemaday.wordpress.com