vinebar

A Day At The Sea-side
6 July, 2005
Author: Capricorn

vinebar

Squeals resound across
the sun-scorched bay
-- excited children.
Canvas chairs crammed closely;
bodies toasting.
I inhale mingled aromas --
salty air tinged with pungent seaweed,
lotions spread on virgin skin
and wafts of café’s cooking .

Squalling seagulls startle --
swooping to scavenge
tasty morsels from the ground.
A plump one tries to grab
the dripping ice, grasped tightly,
in a toddler’s sticky hand.
The boy screams, throws it down
demanding another.

The gulls go wild, zooming
on this opportune buffet,
barking dogs rush
frightening the flock away,
then lick the flavoured sand
-- a tasty treat.

I am an explorer
wandering barefoot,
gritty sand between my toes,
I criss-cross sand-dunes,
gathering motley shells.

As froth-tipped waves
engulf the sand, a cool balm
of surf embraces swollen feet.
I tread sea-weed while
ocean creatures tickle toes
-- tides claim their realm,
its rhythmic humming soothes;
stresses float far away.

Neptune whispers words of welcome;
I imbibe the lazy atmosphere.
Soon I’ll be home to sink again
into mundane routines
-- until my next day off.

------- Author's Notes -------

This is a rewrite of an old poem

vinebar

Comments on this poem/writing:

barb (216.123.57.3) -- Wednesday, July 6 2005, 03:01 am

loved it

Old or new this is so real, your writing makes one feel like they were experencing it.
Terrie* (66.81.142.238) -- Thursday, July 7 2005, 05:44 am

hi Cap,

this is excellent, i was there as i was readin' this, great loved it, i love the sea, the beach the ocean, i love it all, thanx for the chance to absorb it all...
Martin Vann (63.25.185.230) -- Thursday, July 7 2005, 07:02 pm

Sweet Soul Of Week-End Freedom, I love Your Touch

Cap, I know how you feel and share the pleasures of the soul. Then the cell phone rings, have it clipped to my bathing suit, so much for freedom. Still I stick my toes into the sand and go back, to my sea-shore room of hell and return the call. Still I feel, Capricorn sand, between, my executive toes. Thanks, Cap Hope you are safe, alkeda seems to reach every beach.
 
Name:                                           Remember Me

Comment Title:

Comment / Ammendment:

Please complete the recaptcha below for spam prevention:

Click here to read other Poems by Capricorn

vinebar

Poetic Dreams Other's Poetic Dreams Submit a Poem New This Week Forum Home

Copyright©2021-1999 by Rebecca R. Hammack

COPYRIGHT NOTICE: All Rights Reserved.   No part of this website, including all pictures and written words,  may be reproduced or copied in any manner from this website without  permission of the original author of the work.  All poetry and pictures herein remain the sole property of the original author and/or copyright owner.  All poetry on this website has been submitted by the original author of the work. To contact any author of the work please e-mail: dreamer@dreamersreality.com  so the proper person may be notified.