The South of France

She walked along the promenade 
Joined by her dog
She was so awfully glad

Here, there were the rollerblades 
And all the tourists out in cascades 
It was down on the beach
Where they joined the tide
And the tumultuous heat
Never, ever, left their side

From the road
There was a view
That of the sea
Its water - rich and blue

The lifeguard went about his day 
No problems yet
What else could he say?

To many, success was rare 
But on a day like this 
Who else would still care?
For the sand was warm 

And gone was the storm 
That had plagued
The ice cream sales 
Yesterday.
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Gifford Avatar
August 17, 2025 at 6:29 AM
Hello Tadgh, this is a beautiful picture you have captured. Beautifully written and and enjoyable read. Wishing you a beautiful Day.
Ogbuagu Avatar
August 15, 2025 at 7:59 AM
An absolutely well-written piece! Great work! The third stanza spoke to me the loudest. Many thanks for sharing. Have a good weekend!
Duncan Avatar
August 13, 2025 at 2:54 PM
Nicely done
Dra Avatar
August 13, 2025 at 2:09 PM
This poem captures a gentle, sunlit moment with an almost postcard-like clarity. I like how the details—the rollerblades, the lifeguard, the warm sand—create a vivid sense of place. There’s an easy, relaxed rhythm here that matches the leisurely seaside stroll. The final touch about the storm’s effect on ice cream sales adds a charming, everyday realism that grounds the scene.
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