LISTEN TO THE WAVES

Listen to the waves,

As they caress

each grain of sand,

embracing sea to land

Listen carefully, as they murmur

then croon across the sand

cascading rhythms of the sea

Walk along hand in hand just you and me,

our skin warmed by a sunny kiss;

our soles sanded and cleaned and washed

by ocean’s frothy slosh

on the edge of the sea.

Listen to the waves as they dance

anticipating our summer romance

Listen closely to the hissing retreat

of shells and sand across our naked feet.

Breathe deeply the scent of salted air

That brushes each strand of hair.

soothing the passion of summer heat.

A hint of love soon to be shared.

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Listen also to the wind

as it carries the challenge

of a gull’s brazen call to the summer breeze,

demanding blessing to wheel and soar

with simple ease,

soon to dive and plunder the bounty of the sea

Today we walk

and listen to the gentle waves,

enjoying an ephemeral summer day

tranquil, short and sweet, ending soon

transformed by humor of wind, sun, sea and moon.

So, beware the coming stormy sea.

When enraged waves will grind and gnash:

compelled by wind’s cruel lash

to gather strength and to crash and crash,

Churning sand, shell and weed

compelling waves take out the ocean’s trash,

 later claimed by another tide or hand.

Beneath the waves continued splash

lies the sand, a water-colored canvas

sculpted by tidal rise and fall.,

Surface now marred by our passing step

soon swept away by tidal reach

Erasing our impression from the beach

Yielding briefly to our measured stride

as we walk along the edge of tide

and listen to the waves.

As summer’s desire fades.