Simplicity

The wind is blowing fierce, strong, endlessly

I feel salty air smack me, comforting

Nothing at all feels more like home to me

Waves crash hard against the shore, seastars sing

Shells are scattered on the warm beaches sand

It begins to squish between my toes

I'm honored to live near such land

It's a comfort, a feeling everyone knows

The tide is low, the sun begins to set

Alone I stand, losing my mind to the sea

It asks me to let go of all my regret

This beautiful place has helped find me

The sands of time can not begin to compare

Not to the beach sand, the fresh salty air.

Reviews

[Matthew Ian Herrawood W]

A Beautiful Piece. You called the poem Simplicity and while at first glance it seems a, for lack of a better word, "Happy" poem I personally sense a artfully hidden slightly dark undertone to the whole thing. I like this though the flow didn't fit in parts for me but i wouldn't change it because though the flow didn't fit it worked... I hope I'm making sense :s Great write

[Rogie-Dodge]

Living and appreciating the moment .. where we are and when. The eternal now of awareness. And the feeling of home. I like this poem.

[VertoAtrum]

This made me feel peaceful, and also makes me miss going to the beach. So relaxing. You painted a great mental picture in this piece

[Kaylie]

Living on Maine's coast gives great opportunity for great descriptive pieces. Glad you liked it!