Midday, on a cool Spring swath of beach <br />To stretch my eyes as far they'd reach <br />I revel in the peaceful solitude <br />With a still heart full of gratitude <br />And I smile, while the seagulls laugh at me <br />As the wind blows o'er cold free sea <br />With thin chapped happy, pale pink lips <br />Young enough to remember, too old for a kiss <br />Some people comb the shore for shells <br />And I, unnoticed watch from a hill <br />Of sand plowed high by the angry waves <br />That ran far away from an ocean grave <br />A little girl holds one on her ear <br />To capture surf sounds closely near <br />And make them louder, hearing things <br />That live underneath the mean foam green <br />And the sky is soft and clear light blue <br />And in my eyes it seems brand new <br />As if it was never this blue before <br />And needed something to brighten it more <br />The briny air felt on my cheek <br />Flown cross the globe in windy sweeps <br />Makes me to ponder where it'd been <br />Before my nose had found its scent <br />Then looking at the sun clock watch <br />Time said get up and start to walk <br />Yet linger here to repress a groan <br />'Cause I can't take it with me home <br /> <br />Written by Sara Fielder © Mar 2014<br /><br />Sara Fielder<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-beach-someplace/
