beaches...


Too many dreams about

beaches.

 

Just once

I want to stumble on

the sand

 

Crushing castles,

 

As my feet meet the

shattered remains of

bonfires

 

Slicing and dicing,

 

At least then I’d know I’m

alive.


Submitted: June 15, 2018

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Bert Broomberg

Wonderful poem. It conjures up some nice images.

Fri, June 15th, 2018 9:52am

hullabaloo22

Not one word too many, not one word too few. Excellent.

Fri, June 15th, 2018 7:13pm

Stormbird Throneshaker

Sometimes, it's not the length of a message, it's the picture perfected. Perfectly penned.

Wed, June 20th, 2018 12:55am

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