Poem Category: Beach

Beach roasts
the shrill cry of gulls
returning to sea.

The summer brings me …
sprinkling father
on our horse-shoe bay.

Not one scurrying
that I can catch …
the red sand crabs.

Aegean island
alone— yet a set of prints
under my feet.

Isolated beach
jogged all alone
empties my mind.

Chest high surf
wave slapping wave
in the moon behind us.

Beach driftwood
the roundness of the coconut
gaining higher ground.

Gulls watching–
the beachcomber finds bits
of pocket money.

Sleeping on the beach
Divine
among the stars.

Thunder bolts
in fading light
the rush of showers from the sea.