The beach is crammed with canvas chairs and flash
umbrellas. Children squeal with glee; their noise
resounds across the sun lit bay. They splash
and play, exuberant with nature’s toys.
When frothy waves engulf the gritty sands,
my thoughts are startled by a raucous sound,
as squalling seagulls swoop towards the land,
to scavenge tasty morsels from the ground.
A plump one raids the dripping ice a child
has tightly grasped. He screams and throws away
the rest demanding more. The birds go wild
and zoom upon this opportune buffet.
Soon frisky dogs disturb the flock and chase
them, barking loudly, licking tasty sand
-- a flavoured treat, but soon feel in disgrace
by angry owners shouting out commands.
I love to wander barefoot and explore
the sandy dunes, collecting motley shells,
or treading pungent seaweed on the shores
-- inhaling all the café’s scrumptious smells.
I feel the balm of cool relief as surf
embraces hot perspiring feet, along
with tickling ocean creatures, while their turf
is claimed by tides that hum in rhythmic song.
I savour Neptune’s cooling whispers; drink
the lazy atmosphere, until the day’s
finale when I travel home to sink
in my mundane routines … and feel dismay.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|barb (126.96.36.199) -- Tuesday, July 27 2004, 06:06 pm|
cap you use such descriptive words. Your choice of words is very wide good going.
|Tarna (188.8.131.52) -- Wednesday, July 28 2004, 01:57 am|
sounds like a wonderful day at the beach. Thanks for taking us along.. Very nice writing felt like I was there.
|Meridian (184.108.40.206) -- Wednesday, July 28 2004, 06:33 am|
Great imagery, great scenery.... It's like a television screen is set before me, with a sandy beach, filled with hundreds of people, doing different activites, whether swimming, reading, napping, and etc.... Great polaroid film Cap!Smiles, Meridian
|Capricorn (220.127.116.11) -- Thursday, July 29 2004, 08:24 am|
Thanks for your comment Barb ... your words are always encouraging
|capricorn (18.104.22.168) -- Thursday, July 29 2004, 08:25 am|
Thanks for your reply -- I felt like a day out, but could only go in my imagination
|Capricorn (22.214.171.124) -- Thursday, July 29 2004, 08:27 am|
I am glad other people were able to visualise what my mind's eye saw when I wrote this. Thanks for your comments
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