Oceanside
It was a day at the beach
With some gulls just out of reach
And my feet in the ocean
Where a jelly fish lay there broken
Some kids there flew a kite
Willing it to fly up high
And others threw a ball around
And a frisbee they had found
Little fish were flying too
Gliding from the ocean blue
And landing back in the water
With some fish sailing farther
Crabs sidestepped on the sand
There as gunslingers with their hands
Quick to draw their 45s
And wielding them way up high
Many seashells I would find
With the sound of the ocean inside
And I decided to take one home
Claiming it as my own
- Author: w c ( Offline)
- Published: April 14th, 2018 10:30
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments3
A fine write wc, possible even for a nice Spring day out.
Thanks, orchidee. I am really enjoying our spring around here.
Sounds like a great day at the beach WC. Great poem.
Thanks AP. I appreciate your support.
Felt like I was there. Been a while since I've been to the ocean. Around 7 years I think? Ahh, to be there again. The smell is divine. Lovely poem, I like it.
Thanks for your comments, Nicholas. It's been a while since i've been to the ocean myself, and i'd really like to go again soon. I'm glad you enjoyed the poem.
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