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the sacred cove

light breaking water 2

By John CoxPublished 7 months ago Updated 6 months ago 1 min read
Top Story - July 2025

far away from the rage and judgment of men

like a whisper floating upon the silvery winds

far away from the grinding cacophony of the city,

...

a cove, like a tiny jewel, hid behind walls of prickly underbrush

its arched willow boughs gently dipping long slender leaves

in the green chalice of sacred, crystalline waters

...

where I once meditated like Siddhartha beneath the sacred fig

in the company of driftwood trapped on the little beach and

weathered by sun and wind with matchless artistry

witnessed only by me in my lonely reverie

the sun piercing gently waving branches

to light the cove like a tiny, fairy cathedral.

gazing at the sparkling waters in the company

of a driftwood swan, its neck gracefully arched,

and body adorned by angel-carved wings and tail,

we watched together the sun breaking like glass

upon still waters, small fish waving in brilliant hued shallows,

the colorful stones beneath polished by long years gone by.

Perhaps the magic of the slow hours spent in meditation

and awe have grown in the decades since

I gazed in wonder at marvels never to see their like again.

...

in my forgotten youth, I drank liquid light in the company of angels,

the cove whispering - this will be our secret, you and I

though I knew even then I would never find it again.

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John Cox

Twisted teller of mind bending tales. I never met a myth I didn't love or a subject that I couldn't twist out of joint. I have a little something for almost everyone here. Cept AI. Aint got none of that.

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  • JBaz6 months ago

    John these lines are amazing. They alone tell a story that begs to be told. Congratulations on TS and good luck in the challenge

  • Marilyn Glover6 months ago

    John, congratulations on your top story! Meditative, reflective, and dreamy- such a beautifully written piece. Favorite line: "in my forgotten youth, I drank liquid light in the company of angels." Here's to reconnecting with feelings of yesterday!

  • king pokhtoon6 months ago

    please seen my story

  • "...to light the cove like a tiny, fairy cathedral." Very nice and well-deserved Top Story!

  • Back to say congratulations on your Top Story! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊

  • Mahmood Afridi6 months ago

    Congratulations on your Top Story 🎉🥳🥰

  • Heather Hubler6 months ago

    This felt surreal in a way, and I loved it! What a gorgeous poem, John. Makes me think of all the things I've seen in my life that I maybe should've tried to appreciate more. Congrats on TS!

  • Paul Stewart6 months ago

    Damn. Mr Cox, you're really gunning to win this one with these two entries. Or, I mean, be one of the winners. You know what I mean. Again this is making me think harder on my current first entry I''m wortking on. Well done on Top Story, sir and for such a vivid and compelling piece. I felt like I was there in the cove. Poetic magic.

  • Gina C.7 months ago

    This is a really gorgeous and unique entry, John! Really love your take on this. Some very vivid imagery, emotions, and memories in this <3 Good look in the challenge! :)

  • D.K. Shepard7 months ago

    Such vivid imagery and enchanting lines! An incredibly lovely poem, John! Definitely a wonderful second act to your first entry piece!

  • Novel Allen7 months ago

    Oh so magical Beauty untamed.

  • A luminous, soul-soothing tribute to a hidden place lost to time. This sacred cove may be gone, but your words make

  • Sean A.7 months ago

    To be able to reflect on such a moment is truly a treasure

  • This was so serene and wonderful! Loved your beautiful poem!

  • Sandy Gillman7 months ago

    I could really feel the hush of the cove and the weight of its quiet magic 😊

  • Lamar Wiggins7 months ago

    Nice!!! Felt every word and clearly saw this line happening: -the colorful stones beneath polished by long years gone by.- Best of luck, John!

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