She walked so slowly along the sand,
Carrying sea shells in her hand,
Ithought i heard a mermaid sigh,
As this beauty tripped on bye,
She seemed to be without a care,
Asolitary woman with sun bleached hair,
When she approached her smile was warm,
As she strolled bye i watched her form,
The surf was lapping around her feet,
She seemed oblivious to the heat,
As she tiptoed past she hummed a tune,
Enjoying this hot day in june,
My pencils frantic as i sketch,
Those laughing eyes i'll never forget,
Yes, on that day she brought a glow,
This beach beauty i may never know,
Now just an image on my wall,
From a sunny day that i recall,
But from my memory she is fading fast,
Just an apparition from the past,
Perhaps she never had been real,
In witch case this is so surreal,
Who was this lassie suntanned and tall,
Why is she hanging on my wall.
Great mental pictures drawn here. We always want beauty to last. Great write!
I loved it to...The rhyme is good and flows well...ends good aswell....I hope your other poems ryhme because I cant find many on this site that do, and they are the only ones that I personaly enjoy and find talent in.Keep up the good work :)
Loved it. But she surely was not a 'witch'. I think you meant to say 'which' in line 2 of the last verse. Read mine - Storm Song - Adeline
Real or imagined you did a great job telling us. I sure wish to see that painting-a smooth and sweetly flowing write
Lovely poem, brilliant finish, she was not an appartion after all, loved it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sweet memory, or just a dream! Either way it makes for a lovely poem! ! ! I really enjoyed reading it! Dawn xx