Tag: salt water

  • BEACH

    BEACH

    Glasses on an open book
        its pages ruffled by the wind.
    Spring air (as winter melts away)
        against a naked patch of skin.

    The warmth of sunlight on my back.
        The sight of seagulls as they fly.
    The scent of sand beneath a towel.
        The curl of waves under the arc of sky.

    Salt water when it’s clear and cool.
        Toweling hair after a swim.
     The beauty of the beach when fall is near.
        How skin when drying, gathers itself in.

    These images and more return to me
        when salt and sand and sea’s nearby.
    Sweet days lived long before I knew
        how life like summertime could fly.