Isabel Strydom Poet Rhyme

Walking On the Beach

WALKING ON THE BEACH
My beach has many mystic moods –
Flirtations, sometimes fickle, mistress mine.
I love her when she’s smooth, like mellow wine,
And bids me stroll on sands of gold:
Soft, silky waters lapping at my feet,
Where lacy froth and lazy sea sand meet.
Slow swells roll out to silver seas;
Seduce my eye with vistas beautiful,
Beckon me in with thoughts unthinkable.
Sometimes she seems upset and I,
Uncertain of her changing frowns and smiles,
Will tread her sands, in fear, for many miles.
Harsh winds and angry roars abound
And jagged, ugly, great green waves
Segue to deep, dark, dreamy depths.
Temptation whispers – go and seek her balm 
And sink all cares into her open arms.
What shall it be, oh mistress mine?

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Beata Agustin March 13, 2025 at 8:30 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Have a blessed day.

Silent One November 4, 2020 at 1:50 PM Great use of metaphor in your poem... Isabel Strydom November 9, 2020 at 8:32 AM Thank you