Seashore Poem by Sandra Martyres
Seashore
Sitting alone at twilight
On the waters edge
Watching the waves
Lash the shore
And slowly recede
Each water crest
Brings back memories
From the past
I recall my school days
When I’d rush back
Just to scour the beach
For unusual coloured shells
A beautiful collection I had
Then came my College days
When we argued in groups
Sitting on the shore
About the advantages of
Socialism versus Capitalism
Whether Keynesian Economics
Had lost its relevance etc.
I was soon into my first job
Total commitment meant
No time to waste on the seashore.
A couple of years later I met
The man I meant to select
As my life partner
And was back again at the seashore
Spending long evenings
Hand in hand talking animatedly
Of a bright and happy future together
But alas that was not to be
We were forced to part
And went our separate ways
I stopped visiting the seashore
For many years thereafter
I did not want to remember
What I wanted to forget
But today I feel differently
The hurt and the pain
Has lessened with time
I can sit in peace
Reminisce about the past
Enjoy the cool breeze and
The rhythm of waves lashing the shore
Alone….
Better.......its better i mean to write rather than selling sea-shells on it... 10 indian bucks for your sea-shelling.......lol..
Sadness recollected in tranquillity. A nostalgic piece more than worthy of a ten. Thank you for sharing your art.10/10 Love, Sandra
wonderful memories.. very refreshing.. the picture is so vivid... you have successfully described and it appears as beautiful as you wanted it to be.. great imagery... 10+++ lovelots, Maia
wow Sandra, really a beautiful piece it made me nostalgic too and i remembered my school days spent on the beaches with grandpa in tow yours is a poem of peace versus turmoil within but ofcourse peace has conquered and yes let it remain there for you dear lots of love and surely A++++ and 10++ for the lovely composition anjali
a beautiful poem with sad images ended by a hope that the days heal the wounds.well said
This poem has a soothing effect sandra.. I like that feeling... Not every one can do it through a poem.. In most ways this is a very moving write too.. And did you wrote this one from personal xp Sandra? .... if that is so, this poem goes on to prove that great poems come when written from heart.. this is beautiful.. with lots of love shan
In the memories, and on the sea shore, here is something streight from the heart.10
The seashore is the perfect place to stop, pause, and take stock of our lives. There is nothing more relaxing than the sound of the gulls and the waves and perhaps children playing in the sand. A wonderful poem, Sandra. Loved it! '10! ' Warm Wishes, Marilyn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Beautiful. Sandra i just love how your poetry is always so vivid. Your memories take us back with you. I can see each word in my mind as i read along. Thank you so much for sharing your talent. :)