Poem Category: Beach

sand pipers
don’t know to enjoy
these foot foaming waves

kid’s beach
the tiny rock pools
for an hour’s play

a sultry night–
our beach stroll
to the dunes and back

moon tide
all at sea
in rock pools

rogue wave–
before its chaos
the family beach

the Big Bang sent
a shooting star–
the beach I dream on

…after lunch
the fish and chips
to the gang of gulls

waves to and fro
quickening the sand
held in our toes

sunrise beach
stepping over the seaweed
left from the storm

along the beach
a child’s sandcastle
lapping waves