The beach is free Of sandy feet It’s swept and clean Of trash and debris; From summer visitors Who fail to keep The beach they visit Litter-free; It’s a place where wildlife Live and feed A spot where many Return to breed; As a welcomed guest Please respect their home And pick-up all litter While… Read More Litter-Free
Waves crash With a frothy kiss Upon sandy lips Strewn with rocky regrets; Of kisses past That didn’t last The landscape changed Never again the same; Redefined… Into a shoreline Affected… But not broken; Encouraged by the promise Of a frothy kiss that’s honest As it cleanses and washes over Until all before is forgotten
Steps grow heavy Upon weathered wood The end is near In all likelihood; Old bones creak As toes sink into sand: A warm embrace A welcoming hand To the water’s edge And the ever-changing tide That tickles tired feet As it revives A weary soul Not yet done learning; A boat ride awaits To… Read More Weathered
