Poem Category: Beach

Family beach
the weightlifter un-dresses
his tattoos.

On the long beach
such storm cracked lightning
so far from home.

A moonlit walk
yet in the morning
not a footprint by the sea.

Beach party
we leave the others alone
to their school games.

All over us
the surf tumbled
by a passing storm.

Beach pavilion
moulded by midday
a perfect round shadow.

Sunset fades
the seagulls surrounded
by the others’ sleep.

Moon folding waves
unexpected this
their warm velvet touch.

Laying on the hot beach
her jasmine scent
comes over me.

Our moon walk
leading the dogs home
from the beach.