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Meet me at the Beach

The moon flies, the breeze sighs, over the dark seas. Here is a wall, a stubborn cliff, above a raging water-whirl. Here is a beach, where curling waves meet wide sands and compromise. The moon sighs – or was that the breeze?

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Charles Messina

Date: 1/4/2024 3:12:00 AM

The moon, the seas, and the breeze. Seems like a lovely day at the beach...I'll be there at noon (lol) Very nice, Jeanette. Happy New Year to you, dear friend. Charlie

Jeanette Swan
Date: 1/4/2024 2:09:00 PM

Thanks Charlie. Happy New Year to you also :)

Hiya Sharma

Date: 1/3/2024 8:19:00 PM

Oh my, this is such an intriguing and creative poem! I'm so glad I found this today, first read from your creative quill and that too, so gorgeous and evocative.. I love the spellbinding imagery that you've painted here with poignancy and evocative feelings..Also, that significant element of 'moon'.. Ah, really love it.. The questioning in the end leaves an impact on the reader's heart.. Very beautifully crafted.. Sending my best wishes for the new year~ :)

Jeanette Swan
Date: 1/4/2024 2:06:00 PM

Thanks Hiya. I'm really happy to have a reader:) The moon is always a poem (and a lovely word).