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Beach Childhood Poetry

Nautilus

Written by inky at the toolshed, for Basically Creative, September 2010

Nautilus fossil

Caught in a Moment

by time in a rock

to this creature of the deep

it must have been a shock

Old sea snail now sleeps on

in a cliff by the sands of the bay

stoic and silent

with nothing else to say

held in a case of stone

(known as lime)

a reminder of the past

(prehistoric time)

No longer playing about

in the waters of the bay

permanently benched

so in the cliff he’ll stay

But the children by the sea,

to the dunes they do flock

to see the sea snail resting

in its home in the rock

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Beach Poetry Seaside Seasons

Sunset

Salford, 31st March 2020

A poem on the sun going down by inky – its been published by Forward Poetry, appeared on Luna’s blog at Lunatheblog.com and now its back home – enjoy the read………

The pebbles on the shore
were picked up and stacked
for skimming on the sea

Stacked with care
Precariously balanced
The wind made them wobble

The sun watched as
it created shadowy silhouettes
around the sandy shore

Till the tide began to turn
and the stack on the shore
alerted the little ones

The pebbles on the shore
told the children playing on the sand
it was time to go for dinner

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Beach Holidays

Tropical Fish

#Holidays #Sea #Fish #Artwork

4th March 2020

Artwork by Inky : Fish created for the inkwell at the toolshed.

Sinking my toes into deep sand

while the fish swim around my legs

i look like a colossus to the

many under water – as my feet

make their way through the waves

its only when i stop – to take a look at the horizon do they

nibble at the soles underneath

great – a free pedicure

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Beach Colours Food

Golden

#CYW #Gold

There’s nothing better than a summer sky

warm coloured tones of

corn or wheat growing in the farmers field

or maybe the thought

of sinking your toes into warm golden sands

before dipping them in the sea

breakfast dinner or tea – wonderous eggs

dipped with bread soldiers

for an afternoon feast

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Beach Colours

Blue-green

#CYW #Bluegreen

Tuesday 6th August 2019

By the time we reached the Island

lagoons – of blue green came into view

under these waters – fish and turtles

enjoying a paddle in the waters

glassy waters lapping up against the shore

resting in crevices of resident rocks

each one giving a home to

eager young hermit crabs…moving there

next to the sea, but away from the tide

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Beach Holidays

A walk across the sands

#Holiday #Memories

An Impromptu decision

walking across the sands

on the way to dinner

Part of the sands

deep, fast running

and trapped tween the grooves

Another , lapped by the sea

deserted, but for footprints

left by the shoes

Trailing, then disappearing

the route almost visible

on the way to a fish salad

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Beach Holidays Outdoors Pleasures Poetry Sea Seaside Summer

Countdown to the beach

#freedomofexpression #iscriblr #countdown #creativity #beach

Countdown to the beach – (p) 2019 Brian F Kirkham

Soon it will be summer,

Under the shade we will be

Making sandcastles on the shore

Moments away from the sea

Expect a visit from a fish or two

Reacting as you dip your toes in the waters

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Beach Growing up Memories Photography

Time travel

#Promptuarium #Photo Album


The Sands of time seem to pass
so slowly when you’re young
the cogs in the clock
seem like they don’t even move

And yet, sat with your nephews
on the big comfy sofa
you watch time go back
almost in an instant

Moments of fun
spent as a child
creating lines of sandcastles
on a northern beach

Decorations of seashells
and seaweed – covering the scene
as you and your pals
from down the street – enjoy an icecream

And faces gone – but not forgotten

look as fresh as the day the camera captured

the day little feet took a cautious dip

into northern waters
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Beach Poetry

Tide

Tide

The tide is coming in

its wiping out the deftly deposited footprints

down shore

enveloping them in sea water

 

The tide is coming in

its tempting little toes

daintily dancing down the sand to

enter its cool waters

 

The Tide is coming in

its cartwheeling shells in its waves and

depositing them on the

edge of the dry bit of the beach

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Acrostic Beach Poetry

Encrusted

Salford (via Navagio Beach) , 22nd February 2018

 

White Sandy beaches,

Offset by clear blue sea

Navigated rusted boat sat by the cliffside

Down where the anchor should be

Encrusted with Barnacles and other sea creatures

Rock formations , home to a multitude of life

From strings of mussels to hermit crabs

Unless someone picks them up – they’ll sleep away in the sun

Looking around when its time for tea