Every Friday I have to drop my son at work very early. this is a good excuse for me to have an early morning beach walk – usually at my favourite dolphin-spotting beach. The dolphins dictate how far I walk, because if there are no dolphins (which is rare) I just walk the length of the beach and turn around again. But if they’re there, I tend to walk further, but will change my direction regularly so I can keep them in sight and find it hard to leave the beach while there are dolphins in sight. After these walks I often tell my family I’ve been ‘walking the dolphins’ and, of course, this has lead to a poem.
Walking the Dolphins
Some people like to walk their dogs
I see them in the park
From early in the morning
Until late, long after dark.
Some dogs on leads; others romp
Or fetch a stick or ball
Some owners watch their dogs from seats
Not walking much at all.
Me? I walk the dolphins
The pooches of the sea
Up and down the beach I go
And dolphins follow me
I’m on the sand, they’re further out
But I watch them swim and play
Some times they jump and flap about
And sometimes gently sway
I hardly note how far I’ve walked
Up and down the shore
Watching cetaceous friends cavort
Just leaves me wanting more
And later on it comes to me
As I turn back from the sea
It’s not me that’s been walking them
But they that have walked me.
(Poem copyright Sally Murphy 2017)
In case you you haven’t seen it before, here’s my favourite bit of video of one of ‘my’ dolphins coming closer to say hello.