Sea Breeze. Poem by Aine Carroll
Sea Breeze.
That smell, salt in the air.
That warm fresh breeze
that plays with my hair.
I turn and lift my face to greet the sea.
I hear the waves. Water touching rock
and drowning it so slowly.
Laughter carries on the breeze.
I turn to see its source.
Seaweed learns to fly as it is thrown about.
People knee deep gaze at what is under.
They dance, they laugh at what is the oceans wonder.
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4/26/2024 12:07:12 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Now and again on Poemhunter I find poems like this which makes all this hunting and being hunted worthwhile.Its easy, flowing, neatly knitted structure would make one envious of your style. A lovely poem full of the sea breeze and the smell of seaweed.10.