Beach

Written for:  Carpe Diem #1222 Beach

Darkening beach
the warmth of a person’s eyes
for the sinking sun

scattered in sand
embers of a saltwood fire
face to face with stars
shell beach
wind blowing through
a train whistle
a windless day
the beach colored
sea foam
© Jane Reichhold (1937-2016)

snow?
the beach covered with foam
last night’s storm
torn apart clothes
thrown against a beach pole
a winter’s love
© Chèvrefeuille (our host)

Here is my attempt:

salty lips
lazing on a blanket
tasting the ocean

http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.nl/

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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2 Responses to Beach

  1. A fragile scene full of a touch of romance. Nicely crafted.

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