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Thursday, June 25, 2015

the beach

Here in Virginia the daily ninety plus temperatures have me longing for the beach or at the very least a pool.  Since neither are accessible just yet I decided to reminisce and write a poem.  

Jersey Beach

A hot day at the beach
scours the brain clean 
of everything 
but the anticipation
of the icy, cold ocean.
Entering the water
is like a game of double dutch,
catching a break between the waves
to rush in.

Back on the beach I lie
one ear to the ground and listen.
The depths of sand, grain on dark grain,
is a sound chamber vibrating
with every footstep above.

A seagull arcs overhead
a brief shadow across my eye.

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