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Details | Romanticism | |

Evening walk on the beach

I walked alone
along a sandy and lonely beach.
The raging waves from the sea
crashed onto the slimy sea shore.
The riding waves were white and bare,
but when they violently crashed, turned white and black.

I walked along the lonely beach.
Listening to the seagulls chatting
on silver rocks and boulders.

I sat near the shore.
The waves coing in and out
crashing violently on the silver rocks and boulders.
I sat there, lonely skipping pebbles into the vase and endless sea.
The waves came in and swallowed the pebbles, I threw its way.

The sea crabs wabbling from side to side, came up from the shore.
They kept me company on a lone and quiet evening.
A lone dog walking without an owner
came and curled up next to me,
and barked at the chattering seagulls.
They flew in panic toward the setting of the Red Sun,
and disappeared into the evening paradise.

The lone dog gazed upon the red sheld sea crabs,
and chased their wabbling bodies away
back down to the slimy sea shore.
And at the setting of the evening, I was alone.

Soon I had seen something
that had shocked me,
A young and beautiful gypsy woman.
She crossed my path along the lonesome beach.
All of a sudden the beach became full with love and life of all kind.

The lilacs, and roses, and violets and daisies
grew tall and bloomed, like madmen.
The waves pulled in by the full moon,
that shinned upon me and the Gypsy Woman.
She was decorated with ragged skirts and blouses,
with shinny, white pearls around her neck,
and golden bracelets around her wrists.

She smiled at me.
I smiled back at her.
Her hair black, with a vail of flowers around her head.
She stopped me and held my hand.
I was astonished and afraid.

What was this stunning and beautiful woman doing to me?
A victim of lost love and heartbrake.
I had no money, no jewlery.
I asked her what she wanted.
She replied with loneliness in her voice;
"To be loved."

I pulled her in, and kissed her,
and whispered softly in her ear,
decorated with silver earrings;
"Me too."

We joined hands and walked the lonesome sandy beach.
Listening to the waves, now softly coming in and pulling out.
The shore, now not so slimy, 
and the silver rocks and boulders sleeping so peacefully.
I turned to her and she smiled at me.
I held her in my arms and kissed her upon her sweet brow.

Copyright © Chris Boskovski

Details | Lyric | |

Albert The Alligator, Florida University Mascot Story

A green sweaty swampy land
Maybe no place for a man
But it is a home to many creatures
Such as our friend's the alligators

Now not so long ago,
In their steamy mysterious habitat
There was a fog so dim it almost made it black
and it had large limb's that hung low on the trees 
And each slim blade of grass went an inch above your knees

All gators that lived here
seemed to be very ornary and mean 
And it was considered ordinary
To attack their peers With bone crushing teeth

One could ask,
Why are they so mad?
But it's not their fault
It's just the way they were taught how to act
Ever since their speckled eggs hatched
And learned how to make their jaws snap
However, not all gators were like this
There was one who was filled with happiness
He wore a blue hat and a bright orange shirt
Everyone reluctantly called him Albert

Because Albert happened to be completely different
All the other gators kept him at an arm's distance
They called him names and spat in his face
But his joy just never seemed to fade

See Albert had a huge dream
His dream was to be with the humans
As they yelled and screamed
For the local school's winning football team

Out of nothing but sheer excitement,
Albert shared this with the others
But they all laughed even his brothers

So Albert decided right then
to not care about what anyone said
And to pursue his only dream
No matter how long or tough it may be

The next day Albert left that dreary swamp
On mission to prove the nay-sayers wrong
And when he left that dim fog grew so dark
You could not see or hear a big dog's bark

So he made his way to the nearby school
Where he saw not no one, not a single soul
Every building was empty
From the top to bottom floor
The all of a sudden, Albert heard a thundering roar
"Romp!, Stomp!, Chomp!, Welcome to the Swamp!"

He rushed to the football stadium
Where he was met with open arms
He finally felt accepted, safe from abuse and harm
So with his new friends, he rose up in exultation
His life was anew, he was the love of Swamp Nation

Copyright © Mike Conway

Details | Verse | |


with the kids and the dog
and the budgerigar
with the sun blazing hot
we set off in the car

with a bit of a rush 
we reach the seaside
where the air's fresh and clean
and there's donkeys to ride

on the large sandy beach
we've a perfect picnic
with the sun beating down 
the time passes quick

with the sky turning grey
we expect it to rain
with haste we pack up
and set off again

with the dusk drawing in 
we are back from afar
with the kids and the dog
and the budgerigar

Copyright © Tony Hargreaves

Details | Limerick | |

A beach within my reach

I am a basset hound and I love to play
I can run and jump all day
I really love magic and tricks
I also love chocolate bics
Yummy! They are so good 
I would eat a packet a day if I could
My name is Lady and here is a story all about me
I'm a funny looking dog you see:

Lady was home alone

All she had was her green plastic bone

Her owners had gone out for the day

And Lady really wanted   to play

Miserable, she lay on the ground with her long floppy ears

With watery eyes, it seemed as though she was about to burst into tears
Suddenly she perked up when she heard a squeaking sound coming from the house

Lady became excited, she hoped it was a mouse

She barked out loud and ran towards the sound

Lady was such a clever basset hound
With her long nose, she sniffed out the little mouse in his hiding place

The whole morning turned into a playful ‘dog and mouse’ chase!

The mouse was too fast for her and escaped through a small crack in the wall
He was terrified of this funny looking dog who stood two feet tall

Exhausted, Lady flopped down in her basket to rest

She had tried her very, very best
She closed her eyes and had a long nap

And dreamt that she managed to squeeze through the scary dog flap

When Lady woke up, her throat felt dry

She needed a gallon of water to drink and she alone knew why!
The sun was shining and it was hot

She found her bowl and gulped down the lot

Lady looked at the new dog flap

She lifted up one of her paws and gave it a sharp tap

She took a chance and pushed herself through the gap

Relief flooded through her, she had made it out of the flap

Out in the sun

It was time for more fun

Lady headed to the beach

It wasn’t far, within her reach

Calm blue sea with the tiniest of waves

Grottos and amazing caves

Lady’s paw marks were all over the sand

She loved to play by the sea and on land

Cool air blew around her as she splashed around in the sea

What a great feeling it was to be free!

The aroma of food was all around

She was always hungry, this hilarious hound

An ice-cream van was parked nearby

Lady drooled and just stood by

A young couple spotted the little dog sitting down on her own

Her sad brown eyes caught their attention, they each bought her a cone

Lady wished that she could shout

She clenched both cones in her mouth
She licked off the chocolate ice-cream and wolfed down the rest

Copyright © Brigitte Pace

Details | Acrostic | |

Beach B B

Beach, I went sunburnt,
Evidently, I learnt,
Across the road ,
Cantered cane toads, 
Henry thought it’s fine,
Bull mastiff Jerry Hog's,
Laugh's at every bodies dogs,
A growling all the time .
No body wore their togs,
Kangaroos were banned,
Elisa sat and did count frogs,
Too hot the ladies fanned,
But later on the Hog had gone,
I thought he did it nicely,
Not the dog on the grog,
Go a bit unsound precisely,
Over dog diddle cocked leg widdle, worn so nicely.

for Linda Marie's "Beach Blanket Bingo" contest

5-jul-11 Don Johnson

Copyright © DON JOHNSON

Details | Verse | |

Randomling 19: Dog Day Afternoon

salt, waves, undertow
I don't know what's going
on here. But I'm HAPPY!

Copyright © Mary Oliver Rotman

Details | Verse | |

Winter on the beach...

Today the beach yeilded giant coccoons and huge mussels
Massive  butterfly coccoons made of fairy-floss sea fibre..
Coccoons of fine silk thread like seaweed spun tumbling 
The shore breathing in and out with the gentle white noise waves
Huge mussells left gaping open marrooned on the wet sand.
A small  playgroup is gathered on a flying kites for morning tea.
The toddlers squealing enthusiastically at the colourful kites
 Yellow red and blue kites rose higher circling towards the sun
Seagulls swarmed near the dog bowl drinking its fresh water
A woman pushing a dog in a pram walked towards the beach
A man pushing a pram with a dog on a lead walked by...
Peering out from his pram was a dog too.."too old" said he.

Copyright © Mariana pavlich