A Day At The Beach

My life is like a stroll upon the beach. - Thoreau

a molten sun shone

impish waves washed

surf, sand, shells and foaming seaweed flew

folks not quite sure just what to do

chatoyant umbrellas wrestled with a starched, stiff-collared, coastal breeze

thong bikinis wedged like dental floss

but all was not a loss

no matter the journey or cost

reminding that pearly gates aren't plausible for a leech

a convicting tide stood up to preach

as a stealth undertow dragged the unsuspecting down into the breach

heaven and hell so close and eternity within reach

so much to learn and a plethora to teach

to each his own and his own to each

the bigger the pit the sweeter the peach

you can't whiten darkness with bleach

just another tricky day at the beach

Author's Note

"The sea-shore is a sort of neutral ground, a most advantageous point from which to contemplate this world. It is even a trivial place. The waves forever rolling to the land are too far-travelled and untamable to be familiar. Creeping along the endless beach amid the sun-squall and the foam, it occurs to us that we, too, are the product of sea-slime." - Thoreau

Reviews

[Thomas W Case]

Brilliant, on all fronts.

[Pete]

thanks twc. with all this heat, i've been dying for a day there.

[Ken Simm.]

The first part is almost a sepia calotype of the subject. Whilst the second verse becomes far more complex and literal. Intense almost. I like the style of both and I enjoyed the subject. The poet left us many ways in.

[Pete]

from carefree to concern. the path may be narrow but the rewards great. thank you for sharing such astute thoughts.