Minute glinting
speckled diamonds
surface in the sand
concealing my ankles
as beach's drenched
brown layers cool my
steamy feet.
Sandcastle sculptures
show proud childhood
creativity attracting
inquisitive onlookers
freely embracing
innocence gone.
Twinkling lights
dance playfully and the sea’s
rolling surf crawls
toward tranquil shores
water-coloring jagged rocks with
spits of salty mist.
Blue-lavender sky casts
rich hues through
cloud pillows
beckoning ravenous seagulls
to dine on lingering morsels
mingled in the sandy carpet.
Wafting seaweed,
with warm salt-filled
breezes invigorate my
senses,
summoning me
back to the majestic sea
where I am solitary
yet celestially brimming.
About the Creator
Linda Balboni
My beautiful family is the most important thing to me! I enjoy writing poetry/stories and some of my work has been published in various journals, chapbooks and magazines. I love to draw/paint and appreciate nature, music and photography.
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