On The Beach Poem by David Harris
On The Beach
The waves race up the shore,
and then retreat quickly.
It’s hard to tell what they seek
or what they leave behind.
Children paddle at the waters edge
and then scramble to higher ground.
Making believe each in coming wave
is chasing after them.
Seagulls fly overhead,
looking down upon it all,
waiting to swoop down,
should any child let his ice cream fall.
The parents with newspapers sheltering their heads
are so unaware of the dramas played out there,
as children play,
happily on the beach.
(29 May 2007)
I Dont know what it is about being by the sea on the beach, that makes you feel so alive, i can smell the sea my friend...10
Oh I do love this, you know me and beaches and pools and all things tropical. Guess I must be one of your kids here, no paper over my head, just in and out of the water, swimming along, or floating on a raft, tropical drink in hand, brought personally to where you be, on the sand, where ever, doesn't matter, just sign it to the room or at the club, just put in on the monthly bill. Beaches have at times, literally saved this girls life..~~~~~ simply lovely descriptions David, ~~~~marci.xo
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4/26/2024 8:27:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
My favorite spot....go almost everyday...escape the harshness of dry land....kick off the shoes and enjoy the sand