Calling seagulls calling
calling the waves
in from the deep.
Poem Category: Beach
Poem 884
Midday breeze
gulls strutting around
beach lovers.
Poem 1011
Sparkling lake
the race of sailboards
hints at summer.
Poem 995
Beach debris
composing us a campfire
for tonight.
Poem 979
Did I let it handle
my finger tips
this starfish in the shallows.
Poem 963
Beach stroll
prints behind
of the full moon.
Poem 947
Her yellow balloon
tightly by the ribbon
then losing it.
Poem 931
Beach gulls hover
above the dog’s bark
above the dog’s play.
Poem 965
Family beach
building their castle
child’s play.
Poem 1010
Rock pool
the star fish bathes
with fingers.