Beach Poet
Arm over arm, I glide my body through
warm, glistening water near the beach. No
harm can come here; Sun’s my lucky
charm; my skin and hair are soaking in its glow!
When I go back to my towel, I sink
ten toes into the sand, warm summer bliss.
Then I grab my bag, and I pull out
pen and paper, best tools for a day just like this!
For Rick Parise's Lento Poetry Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2011
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