Creative Writing #1 Every Saturday Morning....

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A poem written for the Imaginarium House Creative Writing Prompt #1.

Submitted: September 27, 2016

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Submitted: September 27, 2016



Every Saturday Morning.....


Every Saturday morning at 8am

I get up to walk the beach,

It’s something the week-day time restraints

Put right out of reach.


It doesn’t matter if it’s wet

Or blowing up a gale,

I’ll be out upon that sand

Walking without fail.


In summer it gets so busy

There’s hardly room to move,

If you’re not there that early

While the sand it still lays smooth.


In autumn and in winter

There’s going to be a chill,

There’s also not going to be much light

Which adds an extra thrill.


Even the mid-winter snow

Doesn’t lay on the sand,

I guess all the salty water

Stops it from settling on this land.


There’s nothing like the sound of waves

To soothe away the strain,

That walk upon an empty beach

Can remove a lot of pain.


But when it comes to Sunday

I’ll still be fast asleep,

That stroll beside the ocean

Is Saturdays to keep.

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