My Beach

8 01 2012

My beach is wild

With birds of all kinds

 

My beach has shells

That crunch beneath feet

 

My beach has dunes

With sea oats for hair

 

My beach has a breeze

That blows away every care

 

My beach is loud

Waves crash and tumble

Seagulls squawk

Pelicans dive and gulp

I run and laugh

 

My beach is a haven

A natural escape

Please help my beach

Not succumb to its relatives

Sad and fake fate

 

 

 

 

 

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Give Me A Beach

29 11 2011

Give me a beach

Without a single umbrella

No volleyball nets

Or lifeguard towers

A beach with sea oats

And dunes

Of real sand, not bleached white

A wild beach

Untamed

Untouched

By humanity’s lust

For the fake

No less than this

Will I take

I want a beach

That is real

Not a postcard

With picturesque

Palm trees

It’s up to you

If you want yours

Fake

However, I will always feel

That beaches should be kept real