Baby Turtle Lullaby
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A warm, salty breeze
is blowing, small turtles,
asleep in your nests
under sand in the bay,
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the touch of soft starlight,
the sound of the sea’s song,
is calling to wake you
and bear you away,
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your destiny waits in
blue, boundless oceans,
so say your goodbyes
to the motionless land,
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paddle as fast as
your flippers can follow
and leave just your
butterfly prints in the sand.
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© Liz Brownlee
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You can find this poem and another by me in The Sea’s Song, published by Oxford University Press:
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Comment by Liz — December 15, 2009 #
Hey, looking good!!!
Loving your poems. It isn’t something I do, but I enjoy reading them.
Have you thought about getting together with a designer and making personal cards? I’ve often searched high and low for a card only for the words inside to sound wrong.
Good luck.
Comment by Louise — December 16, 2009 #
Well it works from this end. Your website is fandabbydozy. It makes my home made one look very dull.
Comment by Donald Nelson — December 16, 2009 #
Great site, and I love the poems you’ve put up – my favourite’s the Naked Mole Rat but I really like them all…
Comment by Matt Harvey — December 16, 2009 #
Just confirming that everything I’ve clicked on works well – wonderful website, Liz, and greetings from across that big pond they call the Atlantic Ocean.
Julie in Seattle
Comment by Julie Larios — December 16, 2009 #
Swonderful. Smarvellooooosss… it’s gorgeous, Liz.
Comment by Roger Stevens — December 17, 2009 #
Brilliant Liz
You are a whizz!
It’s the bizz
Pop the fizz!
Comment by Heather — January 1, 2010 #
Had a really enjoyable visit to your site
Comment by Mike Barrett — March 6, 2012 #