South Shields

Posted: March 9, 2014 in POETRY 2013 -

The golden dunes,
Sand beneath my feet.
A carpet of yellow,
Sinking below as I walk.

Seagulls soaring above,
Like majestic kites.
Their cries growing louder,
Sirens of the day lit sky.

Waves crash against rocks,
Creating pools in caverns.
Washing up sea life,
And re-homing them within.

Paddling in the tepid sea,
Water feeling like rain as I splash about.
Sunbathing on the warm beach,
Sand getting into nooks and crannies.

Not having a care in the world,
As I remember this serene day.

©2014 A. Dougherty

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