Tag: Sand

Senses of Summer

The scent of gardenias
Floating on late afternoon air
Sweetly fragrant and tender
Nothing can compare

Spanish Moss hanging in dreadlocks
On the old Rastafarian Oak
Summer warmed earth
No need for a hooded cloak

Monarchs fluttering here and there
Squirrels flying from tree to tree
Water trickling over rocks
Babbling stream to the sea

Brightness of tropical flowers
Flourishing in their colorful glory
Dramatic blossoms from lush foliage
For our pleasure contributory

Pelicans gliding above the water
Ready to dive when the moment is right
Something spied for their supper
No time to consider the fish’s plight

Peaceful moments spent on the dock
Boats parading along the water
Music floating across the air
A young couple with daughter

Sun’s rays kissing the skin
Freckling the nose
Walking slowly along the beach
Sand between the toes

Sandpipers scurrying
Avoiding the tide
Children playing
In sand liquefied

Random driftwood scattered
A horseshoe crab’s empty shell
Sandcastles left in ruins
A discarded bathing suit with a story to tell

Treasured moments to keep
In memories deep in time
Almost worth the winter freeze
To sip the last of the summer wine

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Kayla Ann’s End of Summer Poetry Contest:Senses of Summer

Word of the Day Photo Prompt Fragrant

Rag Tag Prompt Play

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Sky

The flaming sky at the end of day
Brazen colors like molten lava
Streaking across the canvas
The sun a bursting yellow-pink guava

The breeze refreshing the body
The heat of the day a lingering memory
Twilight closing in, cooling the sand
Under bare feet, a feeling sensory

Calm sea turning silver grey
From the sky’s purple haze
The evening moon still light and pale
With the last of the suns rays

Shadows slowly disappearing
Sails silhouetted against the sky
Birds now quiet from a day of fishing
Footprints in the sand to identify

Sea grasses blowing in the breeze
Fragrant blossoms scenting the air
Laughter travels in the distance
A romantic time to share

Inviting shallow waters
Lure the fortunate with sensitivity
Sand dollars and shells to be found
Beauty in its simplicity

The moon now full in the cycle
With its silvery iridescence
Lighting the cloudless night sky
The day ends with evanescence

Christine Bolton

Word Prompts:

Sensitivity

Shallow

Fortunate

Travel

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