Walk the Beach
Set crickets flying
from crabby grass and weeds
shimmering on the sandy foreshore.
Hop logs of driftwood forest
clamber over algae-green rock
tricky as black ice.
Crunch broken shells
jingle the shingle
always at an angle.
Spring-step spongy
blackened sea grass
squish onion bulbs of kelp.
Take off shoes
let soles read
Braille of wave-print sand.
© 2014 by Violet Nesdoly (all rights reserved)
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I sometimes still pinch myself, prairie transplant that I am, that I live near the ocean and the beach! As residents of the B.C.’s southwest corner for 30+ years, we’ve often indulged our fascination with the ocean by vacationing near it. The photos above were taken in the summer of 2012 on Saltspring Island and Vancouver Island beaches.
This post is part of Poetry Friday, hosted today by Carol and Carol’s Corner. (Thank you, Carol, for giving me the idea to post this poem with your beach poem!)