The Beach

Time seems to slow down when I set foot on the sand
The sweet smell of sea air drenches my clothes
The waves gently lap the shore and lull me to sleep
The water is swimming with a myriad of creatures
Sand gets wedged into every little crevice
Little treasures line wet sand
I try to commit these things to memory
Because I know I won't be here forever.

Reviews

[Calissa Knox]

The beach has always been my favorite place. You portrayed it perfectly. This is a beautiful piece of writing!

[Alex Thomas]

Interesting poem. I like the lack of rhyme. Very simple. It flows well. You describe the beach and emotions well.