Winter On the Boardwalk

All of the summer tourists have gone away. Only a few residents like us will stay. Here we are on the New Jersey shore. The boardwalk, sand, and surf are what I adore. It is winter now, and quite cold outside. I still love the scenery, and I can't stay inside. Entrance into the cold ocean waves I don't dare. I can still take in the crisp, salty air. There are many seagulls flying around. They are making their laughing-like sound. Yes, you can see there remains much activity, That's what you can expect if you live near Atlantic City.
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George   Avatar
February 8, 2021 at 4:10 PM
I love the ocean during any season...it is a magical place. I love your poem too. ~ Elain e
Edmonds  Avatar
February 8, 2021 at 2:51 PM
How wonderful to live by the sea, you’ve described the scenery perfectly, a lovely poem Robert... Belle
Bauer Avatar
February 8, 2021 at 12:47 PM
you've described this so well, robert! a boardwalk is always a magical place, but i think it's best enjoyed in winter...
Sands Avatar
February 8, 2021 at 12:07 PM
I felt like I went on a trip there, with this poem and I enjoyed this! Well written. Thanks for sharing Robert :)
Romios Avatar
February 8, 2021 at 8:48 AM
Beautifully penned, Robert! I just have to Fave this, hope you do not mind)) Each line is perfect. You, my friend are an artist with a pen.Congratulaions. . In addition, I was to Boardwalk when I was 10, many decades ago. I loved it. I love salt water tacky, the beach. I have a bracelet from the Boardwalk which is unique. I don't think they make them anymore. Indeed. The Boardwalk, one of the coolest places " the seagulls laughing" PERFECt. What a Picture you painted. Pangie xx
Krutsinger Avatar
February 8, 2021 at 3:11 AM
I have never thought of Atlantic City’s boardwalk until I discovered this. Nice eye, lovely pen Robert.
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