Ahh, the call of the sea. The waves, the beach and the putting on of oil, only for a slight gust to gently blow and turn you into a walking donut... I'd love the sea if it didn't insist on being near the beach! 😊
I guess you don't like your toenails touching the sand!
Thank you dear Lorry; you're just so .. read moreI guess you don't like your toenails touching the sand!
Thank you dear Lorry; you're just so clever!
Warmly, B
1 Year Ago
Of course I don't! And who enjoys the bucket of sand you empty from your shoes when you take them of.. read moreOf course I don't! And who enjoys the bucket of sand you empty from your shoes when you take them off! Beaches should be banned, especially in cold countries, where they are only useful for walking your dog anyway, and even then, only if it's done briskly enough 😊
reminds me of the song "Brandy" by Looking Glass...
he sings, "Brandy you're a fine girl, what a good wife you would be, but my life, my love and my lady is the sea."
Really tickles my poetic toes here.
j.
One thing I notice about the construction of this poem: the first two lines are not in agreement with the next lines, meaning in the first two lines you are talking about the ocean then in the rest of the poem you are speaking to the ocean. Would it make more sense to also adress the ocean in the opening two lines?
Teal blue ocean you shroud me/your white caps.
My love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more..