Treasure Island

Lisa Marie Mottert


Summer Whispers


Swimsuit, sandals, and sand between your toes
Umbrellas flavoring the air with colorful flow
Mementos of broken seashells and shaved aqua glass
Memories of a gray stormy past-
Emerald sea grass cools your sun baked feet
Rolling foamy tide embrace the ship fleet.

Wind serenades the soaring seagulls
Hark, the sea moves in a minuet lull
Immobile, sitting on the beach chair today
Sand castles form, you watch the children play
Pastel shades and a refreshing drink
Euphoria consumes without a blink-
Reading a magazine, feeling a warm chill
Special memories of a summer thrill.

Submitted: Sunday, January 12, 2014
Edited: Monday, January 13, 2014

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