Poem Category: Beach

Dawn jogging
she counts
the heart beats in her wrist.

Small waves
finally separating
the lover’s thrown rose.

The humid night brought us …
diving naked
into the surf.

Eggs laid
the butterfly finds the beach
ready to die.

Midday passes
the beach umbrella spreads
to other shadows.

Bobbing a tennis ball
back and forth
the sunlit waves.

A canvas chair
where the debris burns …
deserted beach.

Dazzling
the family beach
the hot parked cars.

In waves
their long journey over
Laurel’s breasts.

Sundown bay
the beach becoming the shape
of the crescent moon.