Summer 2009

I SAW
the black words on the bright white page of my action packed novel and
the bright orange sun sinking in a rainbow of colors into the horizon.

I HEARD
the crash of the ocean waves breaking against the sand and
the seagull as it raced with the white fluffy clouds up in the sky.

I TASTED
the sweet watermelon, the juice racing down my arms and
the salt of the ocean in the sour, seaweed filled water.

I FELT
the miniscule grains of sand itching in between my toes and
goosebumps pebbling on my skin as I dip my toes into the icy cold water.

I SAID
“I love the beach” and
“Do we have to go?”

AND IT WAS THE STRANGEST THING:
I almost got claimed by the monstrous waves' hands and
yet I was aching for the rush of water around me at the end of the summer





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awriterslife said...
Aug. 31, 2010 at 5:33 am
i genuinely cannot describe how amazing this poem is. i love it, its brilliant! keep writing!!!
 
awriterslife replied...
Aug. 31, 2010 at 5:33 am
oops i gave you 4 stars on accident , its spposed to be 5!!! sorry :P
 
ilove2read124 replied...
Aug. 31, 2010 at 8:48 pm
haah its all good, no worries =D and thank you =D
 
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