To the Beach

March 25, 2010
By Lesley BRONZE, Dutch Harbor, Alaska
Lesley BRONZE, Dutch Harbor, Alaska
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Favorite Quote:
"i don't regret the things i've done. I regret the things i didn't do when i had the chance."

“Muddy roads covered with water,
There’s something on it.”
That’s what I think. But I don’t care
To go look.

Behind me a dog barking,
To wait for her. The smell
Came closer to me. I run.

Ocean waves moving like
Dark, hard winds. Pebbles
Going back and forth in the water.

The sound of children splashing,
Yelling, having fun, boats.
The smell of the ocean.

The feeling on my feet,
The warm, small thing, don’t
Know what it is.

Looking down at the ground,
There is sand. My sandals covered
With it. Making me run.

I see the beach all filled with people
Where to go? I don’t care,
Go in the water, have fun.

The Sun is burning, badly
Dive in the water, green turtles.
What to do now?

Late day everyone is gone.
Sitting alone watching the ocean
Move slowing. Like a turtle.

Waiting for the sun to disappear,
Calm, dark, getting the chills,
Time to go back home.

Light, shadow on the ground,
Shadow of me, following me around.
Silence around, lights off.

Home sweet home,
Getting ready for bed,
Another day is tomorrow.

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