The waves are tiny
just six-inch slats
moving slowly
along the sand
I escaped the land-locked
mountains and stand
on the beach
breathing peace
Each sea gull
is freedom
each shell
is abundance
The salt kisses my lungs
Driftwood is my soul
My footprints
scream I am alive
What a beautiful poem...the ocean has this same effect on me. Lovely words!
ReplyDeleteNicely done. Yes, the beach brings me alive too.
ReplyDeleteHaving a beach nearby is such a blessing and you described the healing this brings so beautifully.
ReplyDeleteSo very pretty, Linda! It makes me want to head south a hundred miles to Galveston, Texas.
ReplyDeleteI love the beaches. Just watching the waves is so calming. I am wondering about the driftwood being your soul. Sounds like my motorcycle way back when.
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On the beach at St. John
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love the passion you speak with... we all gotta have that place that sets us free....
ReplyDeleteA smooth ocean is so calming - lovely words!
ReplyDeleteWell done, I can see the ocean in my head and it is a wonderful sight indeed. Thanks for sharing this great piece!
ReplyDeleteAlive in nature...well done!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poetry. I love this line: "The salt kisses my lungs" Stunning words.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful- the ocean and any water has the same effect on me as well. I love the last line!
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