pink gulls of twilight
circle the hidden cove...
sand between our toes
A beach captivating deprived eyes,
Fascination, grandiose haven in July,
Keeping lovely mountains nearby,
Of Pacific, quixotic, refulgent sunset/sunrise.
Tarry! Unwind! Vast waves eXtrudes Yuletide-like Zephyr.
Written: Aug. 16, 2012
This is a beautiful beach in Tamurong, Candon, I.S. It is located near my place or compound just a walking distance from my house. Its name was officially given by the people living in that area who are mostly relatives. The word "namagyan" means "relatives." Many visitors are going to this place and enjoy the nature, their moments and most especially the whole day of Sabado De Gloria (Black Saturday) and ecumenical services are held on this beautiful beach on the dawn/sunrise of Easter Sunday! It's a very fantastic place to visit! Come and see!
A moonrise over the bluff
the earth is alive
showing off her beauty in a ray of colors
As the waves roll in hitting the sandy shore
there's no place you would rather be
a perfect moment in a perfect place
nothing but you & the sea
& as the
earthly winds whisper along your face
you feel the freedom wash along your feet
a moonrise captured
sitting so high
you thank the universe your alive..
Inspired by a photo taken at a beach where I grew up.
Sun glints off ripples
Play of light in sheltered cove
Backyard full of stars
Footsteps crack on frozen grass
Forested mountain side
Above twisting single track
Over arid land
Falling rain evaporates
Hot Aussie dunny
Sandy beach stretches
Tropical coral waters
Beneath St. Paul’s dome
Lies manicured garden
waves and air
water and evening
darkness in wind
sky and moon
with these words
I paint the sky dark...
Peace of nature shows
how relaxing life can be
and can show you truth
Sitting under my sun umbrella
The ocean is my wonderful painting
The sun shines on the small waves
Far in the distance I can glimpse a small boat
I must have my sunglasses on
The sun heats I have shadow under my sun umbrella
The sand on the beach is burning hot
The waves along the beach creates scratches in the sand
Turkey 23. 09. 2012
A-L Andresen :)
The stars so bright
On this moonlit night
The waves roll to shore
Nights like this I want more
The beach at midnight
Listen to the sea
Hear the waves roar,
Like as if the sound helps you soar
Through pieces of your life.
Let it remind you
That there will always be a friend
Who will be with you thick and through,
Whether it be me
Or someone else,
All I would want is for you to be happy.
If you’re ever lonely,
Just go and listen to the sea…
3rd march2012, by: Sashi Prabhu (zeauoxian)
Form: rhyming couplets
Sandy tracks, still and dormant, lie await for us,
Virgin sands of Malvan beach, its breeze my body salty caress.
Through the grooves of coconut palms swaying tall,
We trudge to the sandy shores backpack and all.
Green thatched leaves. Crowns of glory, shade it extorts,
Swinging hammock to nest me in my denim blues shorts.
A strong breeze blows saline pelagic scented odor across,
Blue waves melt to foam, kiss shores, hued shells emboss.
Lonely eagle soar virgin blue skies,
More of the brood join in and glide past fishing boats floating by.
A murder of crows feast on our eaten table,
As in the warm waters we dip, the crows our food they garble.
The waves sound gushing rhapsody repeat,
Us jovious beach bums in water enjoy the sunny heat.
Dry fishing boats on logs they are on the sands to park,
Lie along akin, like silent serpents, waiting for dusk to embark.
Sea gulls they glide over silver wavy waters,
Food seeking dives perform, for them that’s what matters.
A pack of dogs they frolic with glee,
As the fisher folk heave coir ropes dogs from there flee.
Golden sunlight darts out of stagnant clouds formless,
Group of lads, beach volley ball they play tireless
As I sit ten meters away from wet sandy shores,
Melody erupts as waves repeat encore.