Alkas Poetry Poet Prose Poetry

Walking On the Beach

On the beach board
I watch life ... and my
life goes by ... I seek ...
what I don't know ...!

Comes the tired athlete,
training for life ...
running lucky that
insists not to arrive ... like this
like me...

Right behind a brunette
wiggle face ... scales
the chairs ... bag
aside to swing
how she ... warms me
the eyes I peer with
desire ...

Ah! look what a charm ...
the dreamer sculptor carved
a couple making love
without making real love ...
Ah! a splendid mermaid
carved in the sand ...
how impressive to enchant us ...
oh! but here comes the sea ...
luck, the wave has not come ...

I keep peeking
attentive, interested ...
A bike alone
conducts itself ... possible ..?
what an invention this is!
Two sneakers shoes
in syndrome
jumping off
obstacles without
lose pace ...
surprising disease ...!
6 synchronized legs,
perform slight waltz ...
A juggler footballer
uses the ball as juggling
and plays with my
head...

Looking down
I notice two legs,
shapely,
two well dressed feet
an elegant floor ...
will be...? will be who I hope ...!?
Ah! but I discern now
2 strong legs walking,
2 feet decided walking ..
suddenly come together, kiss ...
Oh! It's a pity that
I'm not the one who makes the scene ...

I close my face ... abandonment
the post ... I am gone ...
I'm leaving ... I'll swilling
down... again I will
be drunk...
loneliness devours me ...!
 

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Richard Lamoureux August 6, 2019 at 8:24 AM This is cool. It deserves more reads and comments. You have your own style. Alkas Poetry August 9, 2019 at 7:13 AM Thank you Richards... very glad being receiving your solid comment... Really i have my own style, i like write sometimes in joke style, dramatic, social, lyric poetry and so ... Salute alkas

Jeff Connelly August 5, 2019 at 12:53 PM I know I always start my comments to your poems with a wow, but WOW Alkas you never cease to amaze me, and so prolifically. My two favorite lines of the dream beach scene are: "the wave has not come", and "I close my face". Both powerful images pertaining to the meaning of the stanza they belong to. Sad, Alkas, but so beautiful. Thank you. Alkas Poetry August 9, 2019 at 7:14 AM I thank you Jeff for your smart and kind comments... I try do create images indifferent ways... i think that poetry is this... salute alkas.