The beach

June 5, 2012
By 8D0529 BRONZE, Kingston, Washington
8D0529 BRONZE, Kingston, Washington
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This undiscovered place is still pure.
To keep it untouched, it’s kept a secret.
The sounds of the trinkling water,
rustling of bushes caused by the rushed rodents,
singing birds, and buzzing bugs
creates my heart’s favorite soundtrack.
The unique soft silky touch of the warm air soothes my skin.
The soft rain cleanses me of the sorrows from my past
and refreshes the clean air scent and feel.
The sand is rippled from the strongest waves.
The soft sand’s damp texture massages
not on the soles of my feet but my spiritual soul as well.
The texture is so soothing, like the freshly installed carpet in your home.
The royal blue, cotton candy pink, peach and orangesicle
colored sky relaxes me yet wakens me at the same time.
It’s the end of spring on the border of turning into summer.
The start of the summer heat warms the saltwater,
so I don’t mind when I’m stepping on the sand
and water sneaks on top of my toes.
This beach is ageless and always will be.

The author's comments:
I wrote this poem to create a setting for a creative writing class assignment.

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