A visit to Sea Island,
So much fun to be had.
The Georgia coast
marshes so beautiful,
Catch my curiosity.
Motion of the tides, causes my wonderment,
They begin the chain.
Bringing nutrients to the smallest,
Brining back small creatures,
Food for barely larger ones.
The food chain continues,
To larger creatures.
Krill can be found in all oceans,
Near bottom of the food chain.
Over half of the Krill population,
Are food for Squid up to whales
And it all starts in the marshes.
I am humbled by the process,
And promise to thank a Krill,
As I enjoy my seafood platter.
This is pure bliss, Walt! How I envy your seafarer's way of life and the heartfelt appreciation it engenders. May the wind continue to fill your sails with wonder and contentment. Bon voyage! :) xx
I used to go out anf fish & hang in the marshes when I was a kid all the time & now I pass through them and always smell them never forgetting their value to the ocean too...GREAT write...-e-
Poetry getting the word out. It is a shame that developers seem hell-bent on draining marshes and putting up developments. Here in Houston, the many bayous that used to provide countless nurseries for the sea so nearby, have become concrete ditches to faster propel pollutants and plastic into the sea with nothing of any redeeming value except to destroy life.
Krill, prawn, and shrimp seem to look the same to me. I would not have known the difference if I didn't look it up on the net. Thank you for your poem, it made me learned something that I'm not aware of.
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
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