Midday Poem by Ana Leitao
Midday
Midday. A corner of the deserted beach.
The huge, deep, open sun on high
Has chased all the gods from the sky.
The harsh light falls like a punishment.
There are no ghosts and no souls,
And the vast, ancient, solitary sea
Loudly claps its hands.
Monday, December 13, 2004
Topic(s) of this poem: beach,ghosts,punishment
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8/8/2026 10:33:05 AM # rel_20260806T081513Z_580e7f4
Feels so good to walk there, the smell of the sand blown by a hot breeze, the searching blue of the sky..grateful to have your world open to walk in..congrats ana.