nicholas chapman

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The Beach - Poem by nicholas chapman

The Beach
Walking along the golden sands peoples bronzed bodies everywhere,
Laying, sitting, swimming, all acting as if they've not a single care,
A mental aphrodisiac sweeping away the troubles of a working day,
Shrieks of laughter echoing above the rhythm of each waves play.
As if gripped by meditation or classes of relaxation,
The secret ingredient does its work at every location.
Boys and girls dancing as each wave crashes into the sandy shore,
With great shouts of victory as they leap over white horses, more, more.
The bodies of beautiful women almost naked soaking up the golden sun,
Like sponges or empty batteries recharging for the next days run.
Taking away the troubles before insanity reaches everyone,
Each race, creed and color enjoying the beauty and warmth as one.
Sandcastles that reach the sky, damns and lakes resembling the majesty of a dream,
Everything as free as the wind, bringing feelings as good as a mountain stream.
Refreshing effervescent and as ceaseless as its source,
As love and happiness steers its natural course.

Comments about The Beach by nicholas chapman

  • (3/28/2008 6:29:00 AM)

    Your poem depicts how things are on the beach, harmony and peace, but then the sea does have this effect I think, good writing,
    Lynda x
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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 28, 2008

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