I love to walk by the seashore,
On the clean white sand so bare,
I love to walk by the rippling waves
For I find refuge there.
I love to walk by the seashore
When a white fog's in the air;
When a pallid mist o'shadows the beach
And no breeze is stirring there.
I love to walk by the seashore
And watch the waves in motion,
I love the sea in all its moods
For God made the mighty ocean.
~ written by Theodore H. Rowley ~
This piece by Mr. Rowley clearly has great imagery and passion. I really liked it. Great poem filleded with inTENse passion. God bless all poets-MJG.
In a few short words Theodore has captured the essence and sensuality of a walk on the beach. Bare-footed ofcourse. I felt the sand under my toes a couple of days ago. Its wonderful. Fran xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can see why this poem appeals to you Siona, after reading your biography. This is a lyrical piece, unpretentious and full of soul. Evocative penning. love, Allie xxxxxxxxx