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Goodbye, My Child

Where cradled canyons sing
Of ebony wood in the forest
There lies a gurgling spring
Where cockcrows sing their chorus
To the melody of singsong birds
There I’ve concealed my sensuous words
Filled with befitted signs
The saccharine whiff of my designs

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

Where the fogs of night are fountains
Spills of glistened moon ignite
By distant silhouette mountains
We dance with passion of fight
Entwining ancient stance 
Mingling hand in hand we dance
Till the mountains smile on high
Near and far we spring
To pursue the realest of dreams
While the world cries at its seams
Anxious in trouble to cling

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

To where the ridges merry make 
From the beaks of wooden bright
In sparkly pools the ghouls awake
That scarce to stir our night
We watch for seekers down under
Muttering secrets in their soul
We bid them lucks of shivers
Dipping gently in
From reeds that hide a tear of a foal
Under the gentle rivers

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

Far away she shall ever churn
The taciturn eyed
She’ll listen no more to turn
To the working mills beside
Or the scrubbing of the barn
May peace weave in her song
She shall wave in the yarn
To a haven known as Belong  

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

For she comes, the mortal youth
To the wild realm of her truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only her tears be found

Copyright © Laura Breidenthal

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Private Beach

Silver skyline
Lights of love shine
Pain is washed out of reach,
Together on our private beach.
Hourglass sand spread
in our life's golden bed,
Time is waving out of reach,
Together on our private beach.

Let me cry a moment longer,
These tears make me stronger.

Sun sets to let darkness come,
Hold me now as I go numb...
Losing words and losing speech...
Take me to our private beach.

august 12, 2015

Copyright © Casarah Nance

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Without you

I have been on our beach,  for 6 hours today
I watched it fill up with umbrellas and tourists

I watched children play in the sand
Adults in the sea playing with a bat and ball

I watch families 
Sons, daughters, mums dads and grandparents
Enjoying the golden sun of the Algarve.

Children with ice creams spilling down their faces
Children covered in sun cream, to protect them from future harm.

I sit on dry sands made of miniature fossils
And I write, pages upon pages

Of pain, sorrow and tears
Of lost love, cruelly taken
Of sadness and heartbreak
Of grieving, 
Of lost time, never to be regained

I cannot write of happy cheerful times
I cannot forget
I cannot forget.
Who you were
The way you touched me
Smiled at me
Kissed me
Stole my heart
Then you left
With no goodbye
A vacuous space sits
Where you should be

You were my soul, my Angel my protector
Now you are a just a memory
Fading in the distance
As I wave you goodbye
For the last time
In my head
Tears sting my eyes
As I try to walk forwards
To our beach
Our golden sun
Without you…………

Copyright © Sarah Bryant

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The water in my chest,
And my eyes, they burn,
Lungs burst for air,
They are losing all their turn.

My eyes see the light,
That swims in the water,
And as I sink,
My lungs burn hotter.

I try to breathe,
Yet only choke,
I scratch for the surface,
Pray that it be broke.

But I know that I,
Will soon touch sand,
But only beneath the waves,
I will never touch land.

So I close my eyes,
To be engulfed by the dark,
As as i slip away,
Shines bright,  the mark.

The deeper I go,
My dress cling to me,
As I drown,
To the bottomless sea.


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hello! hey! boungiorno! what is the date?/
this world of dimensions created duality/
no letters/ no words/ are enough to express/
someone like you/ in reality/

i filled all your emptines/ MY still quiet bay/
as Jhon opened world in his Yoko/
you searched perfect princes/ looked for "right him"/
now at only one overman looking/

i swear/ i will hold you/ as much as i can/
would become all the axes/ and outer space/
voice is speared by the screaming wind/
falling down/ flakes to your place/

going crazy just seeing your knees/
don't regret anything/ my Benito/
unbelievable/ perfect/ unbearable/
you whisper/ "la comedia e finita"//

Copyright © Ilya Emelin

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Port of Call

Port of Call

Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

with the breath of the ocean a caressing balm,
soothing pained memories away,
to the swaying of a solitary palm.

Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

feeling the brushing away of all past turmoil,
on a quest for solace, ever so hard to find,
yet comforted by the crashing of the waves,
as the tide cleanses all pain,
and leaves despair far, far behind.

Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

drenched in a sea-breeze of mist,
that hushes the ache of bygone moons,
tasting the salty tang on my lips,
as the burnished sun,
over the distant horizon,

and dips.

Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

searching, ever searching,
for a slice of solitude,
as memory bids a final adieu,
reaching under the sea so vast,
and seeking comfort in the depths,
while embracing,
the tomorrows to come,
wishing that they be true.

Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

seeing my truths drown,
as they slip beneath the turquoise waters,

feeling my heart ablaze,
with a passion that rarely falters.

Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

yet knowing that I am home at long last,
wishing the waves would wash away,
the defences that once stood,
like an impregnable wall.

Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

I have found, at long last,

my final port of call.

Copyright © Scribbler Of Verses

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These Salty Waves Pt 1

What am I supposed to think? What am I supposed to say? All these lies you bottled up come sweeping, crashing with the tides. My footing's gone, the ocean real, but how am I supposed to feel? And here I am, a drowning mess, a loveless lie, I do protest. And here I am a drowning mess. So all those things you said to me? Where they just lies out of pity? So all those things you said to me? Or am I lost in salty waves? Yes I know my future's grave. Or am I lost in salty waves?And now the panic in my head, when I should be tucked up in your bed, reels and reels right here instead.I'm going down, a sinking ship, funny what name drips off my lips. It is not God, or Angles plenty, or even that I'm just damn ready To let go of the hell and the lies. I'm wishing for your gentle eyes. Or at least the way they always seemed, but perhaps that's just this salty dream. I have no clue what I'm to do! A drowning hopeless mess, for you-- think it's cute, and oh so funny, but here's the bitter truth now honey. I'm going down. There is no help. I can't be saved by God himself. I put my life, my whole world of trust, and you've thrown it away for lust. Well what the hell's a girl to do? I'm just so entranced by you!

Copyright © Erika Raiken

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I walk with my sister and we are young
And her knees are less broken; they swallow
petrel calls and soon we are
equivalent. I call these my oceans. I
shriek with my sister, we wished the 
evenings would take our wolf-like sounds
and make us un-speeched. 
We are straight and know the meaning of 
artificiality. It is this:
jingoism, pesticide,
beaches steeped in rich, naked men.
I promise to protect my sister from optimism,
and together we are impatiently
consumed by mosquito thirst. When we grow
pale, I offer her dirty laundry,
grass stains. In her mind, she is already
past alternatives, and has forgotten
those rhythms. Beneath the ocean, I am
subdued and I am drowning in inanity
And there is a chain wrapped around my sisters
foot; really it is a snake. I am
bellowing the chains, willing her to acquiesce,
but she whispers to the snake,
sweetly, and it slackens, and she is walking
into naked beaches. 

Copyright © Grace Zha

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The last goodbye

satin waves lapping the shore
foam swirls around my toes as we leave footprints behind in the wet sand.
We walk on the beach leaving behind memories
Of all the things we could have been.
Our last goodbye 
looking at the waves
As this ends i wish you would stay
and i could curl up into your arms the way i used to.
you have to go 
and we must say our last goodbyes 
before we cave into each others arms.

Copyright © Amanda Hay

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When I’m gone
remember me in tamarind season
reflecting the bitter
sweet of life we shared

Raise eyes 
to the ambers 
and blues of Caribbean skies

Listen to the thunder
and hear my soul 

In the searching winds of time
look for me in the ebb and flow
of  the tides:

Frothing the shores 
with salted memories.

Copyright © millard lowe

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An Ocean Goodbye

Footprints lead the way to the calm ocean,
Left in the sand by the lovers of salty water.
The ocean sighs as the tide reaches shore,
And as a breath is taken, it slips away once more.
As the seagulls sore above the ocean,
Two children splash in the tides below.

Waves, like dolphins, bounce across the ocean,
Slowly diminishing as they make their way to land.
As each wave fades after reaching the beach,
Seashells-little gifts of the ocean-are now in reach.
Footprints cover the sand in search of shells,
But the shells soon hide under the tide.

Shoes are found, towels are packed, and shells gathered.
With hair full of sand, it is time to say a goodbye.
They say goodbye, although they wish to bide,
And the ocean says goodbye with the wave of the tide.
With shells in their pockets and hope in their eyes,
They know this is not their last goodbye.

Emily Wilson 11/14/15

Copyright © Emily Wilson

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-SoVeReIgN -

I shall cry out for you
I shall look out onto the ever descending blue
you're chains are broken
Your life is set, once again you're to be free
But i know
No matter how long the time
You'll forever be standing and walking right beside of me
The sun will guide your way
Forever shines the month of may
As it did in my aching heart today
The gift of god, the centerpiece
My voice will reach yours
The starting point for now is east
Divine is thy message
And i must act and call beyond
What I've known, your voice i must speak
As well as to make it shown
The sun shall rise
To save us all
The presence of dandelion
With help give the call
A spark in the night, made of flames, the stars and light
At the sea i stand
Guided by your hand
I'm beaming from and with your might
I shall say goodbye
With my mourning blessed with delight
Because i know
In the deep
And roads divided and with hills bending steep
Your the soul i was born for with the will to fight to keep
Your soul and my heart will forever grow
Love will inspire and the flames
Will grow with every ounce of your desire
Descending ever higher
Immanuel i bid you fair well
Yahweh in breath and in scripture
And in tincture i will tell
In my heart and life i am glad you fell
Now soar
Above the lands and dwell.

Copyright © Sarah Linklater

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All I ever dreamed, all I ever wanted now I finally have found it
Never saw this coming, never expected
But now that I live rather than survive
Now that I smile more than I ever cried
I have to leave for that I can’t stay
To see you in upcoming future I do pray
You cried, you were hurt
But know this so was i
I was torn but it was pain that I hide
I see no solution to this problem
I do think I was dmb
I have given you my heart 
That no one else shall ever have
I have given you my time
No one ever earned it
I have given you memories
One you shall treasure, Those that I cherish
there’s no fault of your’s
fault is in our fate
though we know what we want
thgs seem to fall in a different place
let’s see where life takes us
but I look forward to meet you around the next corner
cause I believe this is not all that is meant to be for us………

Copyright © sakshat budhathoki