The BeachA Poem by Timothy Rawlings........................... .................................... .............................................. ..................................... ............................. ..... ..... ..... ..... ........ ............. Close your eyes. Now, Imagine a long strecth of white Slowy it begins to sharpen The white is replaced by long and endless blue Breath.... Exhale.... Now mix the two The dark blue rushes towards the blinding white They crash into one another sending specks of blue sparkling into the air Then the blue retreats leaving the once white shores to a mushy brown. The noise of birds breaks the calming rush of water moving in and out. You reach over and open the cooler laying next to you. You open the bottle and take a long.....slow.....swig. Breath.... Exhale.... Life is perfect. © 2008 Timothy Rawlings |
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1 Review Added on July 16, 2008 Last Updated on July 16, 2008 AuthorTimothy RawlingsSalt Lake City, UTAboutMy name is Timothy Rawlings and I am 22 years old. I live in SLC, Utah and have recently signed a contract to have my book "Elshor," published. I love to write and create. Ever since I can remembe.. more..Writing
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