Water water everywhere

There is an island
In my hidden memory
My birth land calls
Tasmania in my dreams

Days of innocence
Picnics by the beach
Til I crossed the Atlantic Ocean
And the great Pacific

I once waved to no one
by the harbor in Port Dalhousie
I think I lost my heart there
he enchanted a younger me

The Welland Canal passed by
My house on Dianne Drive
I called out to the Adriatic Panama
"Take me with you" I felt so alive!

Drenched under the rainbow
of the mists of Niagara Falls
Crashing upon the depths below
 in winter and in the fall

And years later, I sat by
The Rideau Canal in summer
Upon its banks of green blades
In absolute languid leisure

Once upon a time, heartbroken
I ran away to New York
Crossed the harbour to Ellis Island
Where I became an adult
Today I stand upon
the shores of the South China Sea
waves lapping at my feet
I am home, contented and free

words by ninotaziz


Karin of Manicdaily has us dreaming of water everywhere over at dVersepoets


  1. i am glad you have found home...i have felt the mist of the niagara and felt the atlantic and pacific...would not mind to touch your sea...it would be a new place to me...smiles.

    1. You have to come over Brian. maybe one of these days...

  2. Lovely - such wonderful wonderful places - your cadence like the waves. Thanks. It's Karin - of http://Manicddaily.wordpress.com

    1. Thank you karin. I absolutely adored your poem of the waters of life...

  3. Gorgeous. I dream of being there.

  4. I love the travels but so good to be home and free ~

    And Niagara Falls during summer is filled with people from all over the world ~

    Happy weekend ~

  5. Wow, you have had a lot of water memories; and it is nice that you feel at home where you are now. I think the water in one's vicinity is so very integral to 'home' wherever it is. By the way I have a fondness for Tasmania. I have spent a couple weeks there, and it is one of the undiscovered treasures of the world, I think. And I would return in a heartbeat.

  6. Ninot Ma'am,
    A water baby in Tasmania and a wandering adult all over water later. How nice! I was behind the Falls at Niagara all wet but dry inside for the thick yellow raincoat. A farewell ride on the Maid of the Mist and experienced the Fall's rainbow before back to NY City all in one day. Didn't have a chance for a longer stay on the Canadian side. Thanks for the memories!


  7. I love the journey, and the way you have brought all the places into one. There's something of the Ithaka in us all - whether it be Tasmania, New York, the Adriatic (etc. etc.). Thanks for showing us this world.

  8. Water draws us, soothes us, shares with us as we experience life...your poem expresses that so beautifully.

  9. Thank you for sharing dream and life fulfilled.

  10. Tasmania is wild and beautiful. Pic looks like wine glass bay.Batu Ferringhi is not bad either!

  11. You find beauty everywhere you have been. I enjoyed this journey through your words!

  12. Water can always connect us to home, wherever our home may be. ~peace, Jason

  13. Finding one's 'home' is at once freeing and calming! And being connected to the water is something that resonates with me!http://wabisabipoet.wordpress.com/2013/07/28/home/

  14. Glad you are at home! a journey indeed!

  15. I love the journey, the passion of love, and those last lines exquisite. Really beautiful =)


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