RED IN ITS ANGER

 

 

The storm approaches the shore.

A spray of water hits my face.

The salty breeze lifts tendrils of hair.

Palm trees sway and bend.

The sand ripples

from the increasing wind.

Birds flee for safety.

Waves crash against the rocks.

The sky darkens to red in its anger,

raining tears across the land and sea.

When will it end?

Once the sky calms,

the sun will shine.

The birds will return.

The tantrum will be over.

A WALK BY THE SEA

 

 

A walk by the sea

is waiting for me.

Salt in my hair,

please join me here.

We should take this opportunity

before we can hit our next thirty.

Chances like this are rare.

We are are a lucky pair

to walk along the beach

so close within our reach.

A DAY AT THE BEACH

Blue ocean by younghunjung #SocialFoto

 

 

A day at the beach

So far from my reach.

I could smell the salt air

As it flows through my hair.

The white sand is so soft

As it holds me aloft.

I want to be there

Instead of my chair.

A DAY AT THE BEACH

Blue ocean by younghunjung #SocialFoto

 

 

A day at the beach

So far from my reach.

I could smell the salt air

As it flows through my hair.

The white sand is so soft

As it holds me aloft.

I want to be right there

Instead of in my chair.

THE VIEW

The view fills my mind.

Soothes my soul.

Brings me inner peace.

The sweet aroma of flowers.

Tingles my nose.

Draws me closer.

The sea air brushes my face.

Salts my skin.

Leaves cold footprints.

I’m running.

Eyes wide open.

Face to the sun.

Arms outstretched.

I’m here.

In paradise.

The paradise of my imagination.

SUMMER

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Pier 60 | ( by Claude Allaert )

SUMMER

I want to enjoy the summer light.
It does shine on the water so bright.
Smell the salt water in the  air.
Let the sea breeze flow through my hair.
Happiness is a day at the beach.
It is what I so dearly beseech.
A day with no worries or fears.
No bad things to bring me to tears.