Unforgotten Beaches
Unforgotten Beaches
The ball bounced across the smooth
polished tile
past the sleeping cat that adorns the
door
Out across luxurious green lawns
Past the sole yellow balloon
that lingers near the sad painted clown
propped against abandoned arcades
Rolling feverishly down the decaying
boardwalk
Where the children’s laughter now falls silent
and the memories made are carried out to sea
And the ball slows many moments too soon
and lays to rest in the unstirred sand
Where thousands once walked with pockets
of change
And women’s bodies bronzed evenly under
the hot summer sun
The imprints they made washed away
in the rain
Copyright © Chris Falvey | Year Posted 2016
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