The Beach - Poem by Serena Blackinton
The sky swathes her with its sapphire intensity,
As iridescent clouds drift randomly above.
A benevolent sun beams from behind complacently,
Her whole face is aglow with the consciousness of love.
She unfolds her towel on the warm, dry sand,
Inhaling a deep lungful of the refreshing, salty air.
Gentle waves splash down where the water kisses land;
She holds a smooth black shell retrieved from there.
The summer wind converses with the trees all around,
The leaves on their boughs rustle their replies.
Gulls squawk with glee at their offering on the ground
Peaceful and relaxed, the girl closes her eyes.
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