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A Day at the Beach
Contributed by
xHeathenx
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Thursday, 31st March 2016 @ 10:11:57 AM in AEST
Topic:
NaturePoetry
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I feel the tide, inch up on the shore
Taking bits of sand, ever seeking more
The waves creep, in the smoothest flow
With the grains gone, I ask "Wherever do they go?"
I feel the pressure, of the water/'/s mass
Meandering the light, as it tries to pass
I see earthly snow, falling to the floor
Landing sands, I wonder, "What are you useful for?"
I feel rough sand pile, making a bar out in the sea
Mounds of grainy rock, glittering under me
Flying ospreys near, scanning all about
Watching them I ponder, "Are they seeking trout?"
I feel the osprey/'/s lungs, expelling air above
Gazing through the surface, for the prey it love
Imagining its flight, and feel the wind carressing me
Open eyes back on my feet, I remark Oh right. This is who I be."
I feel the sun setting, meandering the day
Purples blues and blacks, coax the light away
With nothing left to see, I leave but do not pout
Gazing at the stars, I exclaim, "This is what it/'/s all about!"
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Re: A Day at the Beach
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by JamesStockdale on
Thursday, 31st March 2016 @ 11:08:36 AM AEST
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Great poem. I was never a beach fan but that/'/s because I worked out in the hot sun everyday. But there is beauty there and you captured it rather well.
Your last stanza summed it up nicely!!!
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Re: A Day at the Beach
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 31st March 2016 @ 08:34:00 PM AEST
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I/'/m so glad you are writing again xHeathenx!
I could see days at the beach like this but not have quite the words you show all those questions wherever do they go
its the cold odd loneliness/ one might suppose.
This is a perfect poem!
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