Ode To the Beach

The breeze
Smells of sunscreen
And salt

The salt 
Gives the air
An interesting flavor
That almost tastes like 
French fries

The blue
And sandy tones
Make an all too familiar
Canvas
Of a natural beauty
That is sometimes
Clouded by a brightly colored
Beach umbrella

The sand 
Is warm
It is like running on hot coals
It makes children more eager
To get to the vast,
Blue,
Cooling,
Ocean

The waves are crashing
Into each other
The wind is howling in your ear
Parents talk about the latest situations
Toddlers scream, excited at a crab
The ice cream truck
And it's bell 
That comes every two hours
Has been seen by you all
Of ten times
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Krutsinger Avatar
July 7, 2019 at 9:50 PM
That ice cream truck must have been annoying; it annoyed me when I read about its bell. Nicely done.
Leffanta Avatar
June 24, 2019 at 1:43 PM
Certainly a, "Been there, done that!" Aloha! Rico
Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace