A tumultuous orchestra--
the waves frolic against the wind
exploding over precariously placed boulders
jutting out of the sea,
lining the bay
playground for little boys and girls
who are sand kings and queens,
rulers of the beach
squealing in delight
every time a mischievous wave
snakes up a daring leg
dangling over the ocean
kissing it in a thousand places
spreading love to the entire boulder
wrapping its inhabitants in tight embrace
that is chilling
yet gentle
a toe-tingling experience
of white foamy vodka
that fades for a heartbeat of a second,
as sunbeams turn to diamonds
and dance to an ancient lullaby
of lingering kisses
riding a silent breeze
pretending to be asleep--
rising again,
to the sound of squawking seagulls
cavorting with naughty angles
tickling the sea
erupting into great waves of laughter
that shower droplets of eternity
over the sandy shore.
18 comments:
dangling over the ocean
kissing it in a thousand places
This really touched me the most
Happy New year to you
hope this year will be year where you can sieze your dreams
Not fare now I want to go to the sea side boo hoo! I can tell from your words you enjoyed it very much. Happy New Year
I like the vision of sand kings and queens, and playful nature of the children and waves.
This is so fun to read! Pure magic!!!
Especially, I like:
"snakes up a daring leg
dangling over the ocean
kissing it in a thousand places"
and
"as sunbeams turn to diamonds
and dance to an ancient lullaby
of lingering kisses
riding a silent breeze
pretending to be asleep--"
You have such a light, airy, whimsical style here. Yet, there is a profundity underlying it all, too.
Thanks again for sharing! It is always a pleasure to stop by.
(P.S., nice legs!)
: )
Phew! Some new year! :-)
Brilliant snapshot. Especially loved,
"and dance to an ancient lullaby
of lingering kisses
riding a silent breeze
pretending to be asleep--"
Beautiful!
Cheers
Dan
are you fully dressed at the beach?
did you not enter the water?
nice piece
personally, i would have ended at shore, one stanza earlier. greater sense of tension, you know.
Thanks everyone for your comments.
Blog This: No I was not fully dressed. I took this pictures at dusk when it got a little chilly. I definitley went into the water!
I considered ending one stanza earlier, at the time I wrote this poem, but it left too much tension... seemed too unfinished.
you know i'm just like a kid when i step into the ocean...i can't help but laugh when the waves hit me. i love the imagery in your poem. it's so rich and great photograph!
Orchestra? Wow! I loved this
Ah! This is beautiful! Lovely reading this. :))
Your words come to life in this piece. Fantastic poem.
Marco
PS - I love the artwork on your site!
ahhh
that explains everything
being landlocked
i couldnt fathom not going into the water
if i were that close to it
might not even bother
to disrobe
first
and slip in
like
slipping into
bed
I always hated the sea/waves/seashores. I am more scared of these and not the least fascinated. But, I think they require a second look and perhaps, I might change my view, influenced by your magical writing...
oh SF, I hope you do take that second look...
*b e a u t i f u l*
take a breath, sand sea and sweet memories...
i just benn there, or still there..
on the beach...
Rajesh
Very beautiful. Like liquid jewels. There's something very peaceful about this one. Thank you.
This gives me youth again. Love the sights and sounds, the feeling of sun and water.
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