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I miss the days when
the ocean licked my ankles
and speckled sand
bit my toes.
I miss seaweed
swimming through my legs
and clinging to my bathing suit
like a small child
to her mother.
I miss the current
tugging on my water tube,
enticing me to join the waves;
those rippled, peaceful streaks of nature
that ebb and flow everywhere,
and nowhere through the sea.
I miss the Ocean’s Whisper in my ears;
confessions only audible
to those who listen
and a murky, salty underworld
only visible
to those who believe.
I miss digging through the sand,
looking for lost treasures,
and picking through sun-dried seaweed
to save as many starfish
as I can.
I miss the sun
glinting on the water’s surface;
glittering like gloss on fresh lips,
begging to be kissed.
I miss chasing my Chihuahua
through the rocks,
dipping her paws into the sea,
and frolicking up and down the shore
to wherever her nose leads her.
I miss ham and cheese on wheat;
the Ocean’s favorite lunch,
which happens to give
a whole new meaning
to “sand-wich”.

I miss hunting for the reflection
of a beautiful woman
beneath the sloshing waves,
where Mother Nature waits
patiently to be found.
I miss falling off my boogey board
and tumbling through the sand
as five foot waves crash overhead.
I miss the cool wind on my shoulders
leaving sand on my skin
and mystery in its passing.
I miss carving my name
G-A-B-B-Y
into the wet sand along the shore
and watching the tide sneak up to
whisk it out to sea.
I miss the fishy smell of low tide,
when marine life leaves it scent
for land life to explore.
I miss the flaming sunshine
on my forehead
and beads of sweat
sliding down my skin,
and frigid water hugging my thighs
because the truth is, I hate the heat.
I miss the crispy pages of literature
under my sandy fingers
and the chilly aftertaste
of cola.
I miss the sand fleas at sunset,
when the tide is low
and warm tidal pools
are left exposed
and the pesky mosquitoes
constantly beg for another bite.
I miss watching the sky
as the sun goes to rest,
and the cornucopia of colors
it leaves behind.
I miss making sandy footprints
with my family and my dogs
in matching stride,
but I know that when
I come back next year
when I return to Manomet beach
my footprints will still be here,
fresh beneath my feet.



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tastemybacon said...
Oct. 22, 2012 at 8:19 am
this poem has a great sense of nostalgia, uses great imagery, and i give it 2 thumbs up!!!
 
ImagineLots said...
Mar. 29, 2012 at 2:34 pm
I love the imagry through this. I would love for you to read my work. :)
 
LunaWingsFlyAway said...
Oct. 15, 2010 at 5:49 pm

this poemm is wonderfull.....it captures the emotion and wonders of the oceean....it shows the passion u feel for it and (so do i btw) the vocabulary and that u rhymed alot through it something u shud be proud of...it was greatt...i love it.... :D

 

can u comment on my work..pleasee ?

 
delilahsky This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Oct. 15, 2010 at 5:51 pm
Haha ok, I'm glad you liked it. :-)
 
Hummingbird This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Oct. 14, 2010 at 8:49 pm
This poem is so beautiful and has so much wonderful vocabulary! This really captures the essence of the mysterious ocean and I can tell you are very passionate about the ocean. So am I! Thanks for sharing this, and keep writing! I would be honored if you gave me some feedback on my work.
 
delilahsky This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Oct. 15, 2010 at 4:47 am
Wow, that's so sweet. I defnitely will.
 
OpenDoors said...
Oct. 14, 2010 at 1:14 pm
This is really good it makes me feel as if i were!!!
 
delilahsky This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Oct. 14, 2010 at 2:04 pm
:-)   Thanks.
 
GreenLover said...
Oct. 13, 2010 at 10:25 am
amazing beautifuly done.. it remined me of how much i miss the beach. i could just picture everything so clearly. =)  nice job! hope you can check out one of my recent poems.  
 
delilahsky This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Oct. 13, 2010 at 2:30 pm
Thank you so much! I'm glad you liked it.
 
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