Freshwater Poem by Jonathan Drane

On the beach I stood and looked
As sunshine hit the waves
The light was opal in the air
And glowed upon the haze

I stood with toes beneath the sand
My hat was made of straw
My face was kissed by seaside spray
And tickled ever more

Ocean waves were rolling in
And boys in seal skin clothes
Were riding like the dolphin tails
And screaming in the roll

Fish were sparkling through the waves
That curled up clear as gin
And in the gutter rays were found
Amongst the yellow fin

The flags were waving where to swim
The people didn’t care
And as whistles blew, the nippers flew
Amongst the squalling air

Sand was blinding like a lake
And water whipped the wind
And ‘kini girls with bottom tails
Were glistening the skin

Along the edge a path ran free
And over past the crays
And king kahuna whats his name
Was laughing at the bay

I loved to walk along that path
With Jessie’s hand in mine
And she would swim along the pool
While waves crashed all the time

And sometimes I would swim with her
And she would bump my side
Then giggle at the bottom fish
And laugh just like the tide

And then the day would turn around
And back to beach we’d run
Across the rocks to watch the clock
That called at us to come

And off we’d go and home we’d go
And as we walked away
We thought of freshie and the waves
That called another day.