My Beach

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    I thought this was a very great poem topic. I imagined a woman who was on the beach. Describing her experiences as a young child. Enjoy!!

    My Beach

    I can feel the sand beneath my feet
    Scrapping my bare feet.
    I feel the wind hit my hair,
    Blowing it as if I was in a movie.
    The waves hit the shore,
    barely missing my legs.
    I walk along the shore,
    Looking at the sun set across the blue sea.
    I remember those times
    I loved coming here,
    to the place where I belong.
    The Sea.

    I love watching the dolphin's fins
    appear and disappear.
    I love watching the ships go by
    slowly and steadily,
    Like a baby bird,
    Just finding its way home.
    To start a new life.

    The waves get louder,
    then softer again.
    I finally sit on the dry sand.
    I watch as the waves come closer
    I don't care if they hit me
    because I love the water.

    I imagine the way I went along the shore
    As a very young child,
    Very cautiously stepping
    closer and closer.
    Finally I jumped in
    For the very first time,
    and realized that it was amazing.

    Here I am again at this beach.
    The beach that I love.
    My Beach.

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    dahlusion commented on My Beach

    11-04-2010

    I am looking at your age and saying: This is extraordinary writing. Mystical in every sense of the word. Bravo!!!!!!!

    LizaT11

    11/10/2010

    Thank you! I feel so loved on this site, it makes me happy to be who I am! :)

    Rhymer commented on My Beach

    10-18-2010

    To be so young you have a very talented pen. Vivid description seems to come easily for you. Nice write.

    LizaT11

    11/10/2010

    Thank you...it's really the first descriptive writing that I felt was acceptable to put on here.

    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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