Setting yellow sun <br />lights sky-blue, ripple bay <br />elderly couples promenade <br />confide in foreign languages, <br />broods of kids straggle <br />with tail-wagging dogs, <br />cyclists weave <br />here and there <br />lovers embrace. <br /> <br />A nip in the air <br />clears foreshore folk <br />lost in thought loners <br />exercise restless minds <br />some give off 'airs' <br />pheromones of availability.<br /><br />Pete Dowe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sunday-at-the-beach/
