Poem: God of the Bay by Mark Tulin


The looming big rock
looks out from the heavenly fog,

A God of the Bay,
it welcomes all forms of life
and guards the vulnerable
and the lost

Harboring the seals, birds
and the otters
it guides the Captain’s journey
around the anchored ships,
the shoddy piers,
sirens with alluring voices
and the sunken chests
not yet found

In its misty midday glory
and cloud-breaking haze,
the big rock sounds the seafaring horns,
announcing the coming of
the sun.


photo by Alice Tulin

Freelance writer, poet, yogi and photographer from Santa Barbara, California. I write and take pictures about a variety of topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia, to my years as a family therapist, and finally to my soul-searching years in California. The things that move me may have a humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry, pictures and stories resonate with you.

4 comments on “Poem: God of the Bay by Mark Tulin

  1. This is great poetry, indeed!! 🙂

  2. I just love your poetry😊

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