sugar frosted feet
sun kissed knees
freckled faces
saying cheeeese!
families on the beach
under umbrellas
building sandcastles
for Cinderella
some folks bring everything
but the kitchen sink
we just bring towels
oranges and sunscreen
and something to drink
y'know oranges taste better
sitting on the beach
nothing more delicious
except maybe a peach
the water beckons bathers
with her salty hello's
" why don't you come a little closer,
let me tickle your toes."
her tidal aroma
through my senses does swirl
ahhhh...the breath of life
my spine uncurls
i listen to her many voices
a roar
a whisper
a chantey
a crash
a giggle
a taunt
a happy puddle splash
we lug around buckets of seashells
growing too heavy to hold
can't we throw some back?
No!
each one of them is gold
we sit on our towels
as we count up our treasures
an infinite number
of simple pleasures
among them
sun, sand and water
but the greatest
is this time together
but the greatest
is this time together
just me and my daughter.
Peace - Rene
all words and images by rene 2009
sounds like a beautiful day at the beach...and yes fruit does taste better in the fresh salty air...
ReplyDeletethe best of days
ReplyDeletethe simple ones
where our hearts are singing
and our worries are few
Gold, baby, pure gold...and peachy :)
ReplyDeleteAh, so good. Had a kind of melody to it, like Twas the Night Before Christmas or some Dr. Seuss.
ReplyDeleteCasey
what an incredible post. Beautiful, just beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThis is Jessica from Bernthis. Blogspot. won't let me leave a comment under my blog name they insist on putting my daughter's blog name instead so from now on until I decided whether or not to delete hers, I will be commenting as phobesprettypictures.
This makes me want to skip out on work and drive to the beach....don't tell my boss!
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A playful poem for a wonderful adventure. I remember those days when my daughter was younger and we played at the beach like that. Now we just seriously walk along with heads down, looking for shells or other treasures. Sigh. :-)
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful poem! I loved the "surprise" ending that almost made me cry - in a good way :-)
ReplyDeleteNo wonder I couldn't find any...you guys took all the seashells...haha!
ReplyDeleteLUV this one, Rene!!
Beautiful poem. Beautiful images. Beautiful thought.
ReplyDeleteAnd it makes me mis the ocean.
love your word play,
ReplyDeletefantastic beach experience,
cool flow.
Thank you so very much for linking up with us...love your delicious poetry and hope that you enjoy some work near your own entry.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful time with daughter and what a wonderful picture.. i can relate to all that gold that you throw out of the bucket...I enjoyed the picnic..
ReplyDeleteॐ नमः शिवाय
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