A Beach Scene Poem by Daniel P Martin

As I lay on my towel, eyes closed; I absorb all that surrounds me
The sun is out and the wind is calm so the beach is full
To my right I can hear the faint but continuous drone of cars
As more and more try to cram into the overcrowded field

Behind me is a lengthy queue for the cooling effect of ice cream
Children excitedly narrating their decision making process
To my left a group of budding architects are damming the river
Wholly absorbed in their mission; I smile with reminiscence

Above me, I can almost hear the lament of the solitary cloud
Its only company, the silent aeroplane advertising some attraction
But before me, that’s where it is really happening; the sun and the sea
The crashing of the waves, and the children splashing one another

But for now, I’ll stay right here on my towel, reading a good book
And marvel at the scene around me; this is what life is all about