This made me smile. Fortunately, there are always options.
Ah, this is so innocent and wondrous. As someone who has seldom been to the sea shore, having been born and brought up in the plains, I can relate with it -it's not to my knowledge either how far into the water is just right. It's true that retreat is always an option for us. As it is in many experiences of life.Well-penned.-HA
Your poem takes me back to childhood, Helen, with the combination of Goldilocks and the ocean, but I think we all feel like this when confronted with the unknown. I love the image of her tip-toeing into the surf - it also reminds me of my daughter when she was little - sea-scented innocence. :)
Loved this, I can remember the initial not-knowing what the sea was and could it be trusted...Anna :o]
I don't blame you, if this is you and not your poet only, for feeling uneasy. I learned to swim in college but had my foot in a cast for six weeks. I missed the breast stroke and side strokes. I hadn't thought of concern for not seeing the other side of the water. But I'm thinking that with all your travels you aren't a 'flat earth' person. I'm sure Columbus had concerns about the other side of the water.
Yes, there is always "retreat."
Oh yes... retreat is always possible... those who don't learn will drown.
I was scared of the ocean as a child – and I was a Goldilocks, too. What a lovely surprise to come here and find a poem about me!
relieved retreat is always an optionWhen it comes to moving waters, Helen, it is always better to play safe. Agreed! Strong currents can erupt in seconds! Hank
Dearest Helen,Well, the ocean can be very tricky and especially with all the creatures living in it...Lovely memory of a young you!A nice and safe pool to me is far more appealing. Sending you hugs,Mariette