Poetry In The Sand

Salt water kisses my lips,
Warm breeze takes my hand.
I sang to the waves
And wrote poetry in the sand.

I tasted dew on the grass
Leaves lifted, sang to me
I walked atop the water
There was music in the sea.

Then I grew cold upon the rocks
The words flew from my reach
I left the sand, and all ’twas left
Were footprints on the beach.

I listened to the ocean
I danced upon her land
I looked back across the beach
There were poems in the sand.

September ’04


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This blog is the collection of my poetry and prose, in chronological order from most recent to oldest.

Constructive critique is actively encouraged!

I am usually singing words as well as writing them, and make lots of other art. You can find me & my other art at any of the below links. x





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