Social Beach Poems

These Social Beach poems are examples of Social poems about Beach. These are the best examples of Social Beach poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

If you don't find the poem you want here, try our incredible, super duper, all-knowing, advanced poem search engine.


The poem(s) are below...



Details | Tanka |
LOVE God is always love Forever seek the kingdom; Praise the creator Keep giving what you can give Please endure until the end ANGELS Beautiful Heavens Protecting the meek ones earth Watching over us Helping us to cope with life Comforted with hope and trust MUSIC When you find rhythm You find your hearts inner core Celebrate the times Make them better than before Reminisce and dance all night

Copyright © humble b | Year Posted 2013




Details | Free verse |
Love is a wonder shared by one another it's the only reason I'm not six feet under Love in which I believe in a will to sustain I give back to life, now in dormant states of pain The power of Love may not alone be enough locked inside my dreams escape only from above higher than any human being has ever gone before I must have evolved rise above hate, great once more My Father taught me wisdom I am imprisoned no longer now an beast not of burden I am no lion, I am stronger on my shoulder sits twin dragons long awaiting the day evil forces come forth to take what Love is left, away A Hero of Love light are what the world needs angels, not demons exist where ever you believe follow your heart's direction and you shall achieve objects of affection rid of materialistic greed My bright energy has awakened to a fire never consuming the source as the flames just grow higher that is the desire of a product we call Love Fear, the counterpart what I was once made of I am slowly learning how to win when my peace is harder to sharpen so I have given my pen leave the sword has its uses I must say I believe to vanquish the evil in the minds too diseased to serve any purpose except their own selfish ones tomorrow a new day in the clarity of the sun where we two are now one and one done now does bring about a great change lit by the righteousness of Love.

Copyright © Bj Fard | Year Posted 2013

Details | I do not know? |
for bruce springsteen...


it was a rain-swept monsoon day

way back then, so many moons away

when i felt the music strumming in my veins

setting me free like a runaway horse without any reins

you sang of simple truths, 

your verse spoke to people just like me

in my lonely, wasted, and desolately quiet night

as you screamed out tragic human wrongs, and of everyone's plight

'bobby jean' spoke to me

of that girl down the street

glimpses of whom, we as innocents would furtively meet

and 'the river' that flowed through my ever-barren heart

led me down further roads of thunder

when slowly i finally learnt that the hardest part was fighting on

and never to surrender

to the hard-luck dreams that were born to run

while i danced in the dark 

with memories vivid and stark

even as i whined like that dog who for forever lost his howling bark

and then a 'human touch' came along

and 'better days' seemed real, not just words in a song

and still you sang and swayed and spoke straight into my unseeing eyes

as gardens of secrets were opened, and as your fist punched the skies

in an anger that i too felt and in whose cauldron i too burned

as we saw murder get incorporated, while on its wobbly axis, our fragile world apathetically turned

and then suddenly i was told that i was all grown up

working on a highway of scattered ideals

and absolving myself by sprinkling some coins in a waiting cup

well, after all these years of walking along so many a thorny road

with an armour of your verse covering me, even as i hear them taunt me and even as they continue to goad

but now i can feel myself fading away, into the bleakness of this coming night

just like the ghost of that old tom joad...

Copyright © Scribbler Of Verses | Year Posted 2013




Details | Free verse |
Sifting warm sand 
through my fingers
lustrous fine grains 
glitter my palm.
Soothed
by the soft powdery touch,
I sit for a while 
under the rocks
My bare feet 
swirl patterns in the sand
as I idly watch
a beach life unfold

Bustling mother’s set up home 
on plaid blankets
colourful beach bags 
thick with togs and towels
Buckets, spades
strewn all around
a picnic stored carefully
under a shady umbrella,
they gather the children
skip giddy with glee
slapping sunscreen 
on lithe limbs
with index finger
warnings
of do's and don'ts.

My gaze drifts to 
little pink sisters,
their chubby faces 
alive with imagination
as nimble bodies 
straddle the sand,
all wrapped up 
in mounds of castles
studding their dreams 
with pearly shells 
and whispering tales
of pretty princesses.

At the water’s edge
long legs prancing
tip toeing warmth
into the chilly sea
up to their waists in
crested waves
dipping and diving,
an ocean of laughter
as young lads play
splashing and yelling
a ball in the air
they plunge.

Picking up my sandals,
I walk up the beach
under the bridge
past crimson valerian 
It’s balmy perfume 
scenting a delicious day

Copyright © Eiken Laan | Year Posted 2011

Details | Haiku |
Fenced off with a comb
New age sand crab’s beachfront home
Cup of styrofoam

By Robb A. Kopp
All Rights Reserved © MMX

Copyright © Robb A. Kopp | Year Posted 2010

Details | Footle |
Got cold
Be bold

Walk sea
Nose free

Sandy shore
Dance floor

Fox trot
Real hot

waltz time
Refined

Tango
Hot beau

Cha cha
La la

In line 
Dance time

Tired now
Home go

Shoes off
Start cough

Copyright © Seren Roberts | Year Posted 2013

Details | Light Poetry |
The  Men, Rolled In … Like Ocean Waves
The Women, Splashed and Sprayed and Splayed
And Laughed and Cried In Salty, Foam-Crests
In Liquid-Blue, Up To Our Breasts …
On Bright, Shine Afternoons …
Or In Fog, Floating In From Coasts, Subdued

And The Men Rolled In … Like Ocean Waves
Playing and Surging, Roaring Out Praise
Buoyed High, Bobbing Up and Down
So Quick, So Strong, The Men Swam …
And Women, Wet in Swimsuits
Carried Away Corals and Seashells, As Loot

Putting Them To Our Ears, Everyday
To Hear What Echoes of Sea, Had To Say
And On Soft, Crystal Sand, Pearls, We Did Lay
As The Men, Rolled In … Like Ocean Waves …

Copyright © MoonBee Canady | Year Posted 2009

Details | Quatrain |
Aylan on the beach
{for Abdullah}

salt's cresting near waves
new life's just outta reach
still keep try'n to be brave
with Aylan on the beach

sun beats hard on life hopes
moon too, shines thin on each
redemption asks later or sooner
and here is Aylan on the beach

sleep sweet my little man
Father's love cares to follow
but life has some other plan
an ocean of tears to swallow

let me now in breakers wallow
god! my god! i wail - beseech
existence now a pointless hollow
the rest with Aylan on the beach

© Goodguysoul 2015-09-28

http://www.nytimes.com/2015/09/04/world/europe/syria-boy-drowning.html

Copyright © Goode Guy | Year Posted 2015

Details | Blank verse |
 The Social Media 
In the basement kitchen cold cement floor no hot water
a towel hung on a nail, wash you face a corner each and your hands
to dry, after a loo visit it also gave us tuberculosis
bad skin, and rashes. But we were lucky there was no social
media, kind ladies to do good, take a picture of misery and feel like they 
as they had done something helpful pressing coins into our hands.
Bloody people their finery was an offence to those who had nothing
like giving a Bible to one who cannot read; the hope is that they got 
head lice because we could not give them the crabs.
A war was over for us it was just the beginning of a deliberate rise to 
self -respect the Social Media was not interested in this the butterflies
of self- aggrandisement

Copyright © jan oskar hansen | Year Posted 2016

Details | Sonnet |
To Gooney Birds

Shifting palm trees in sandy beach sunshine
Guard an immortal violet-blue lagoon
Gooney birds beg and dance all in a line
When they land it’s like watching a cartoon

As the ship is being refueled at pier
Steaks and beer on the beach with these strange birds
An island oasis it would appear
What I observed was truly beyond words 

Sailors in various degrees of dress
Being chased and attacked by vicious foul
While steaks burned with cold beer we couldn’t care less
By sunset my shipmates began to howl

A bizarre lay over as you have read
We left at sunrise all with aching head

Copyright © Gary Jones | Year Posted 2007

Details | I do not know? |
                             Flash of water that enters the eye,
                                  Of that every “two” stands by;
                            Stand by the deep running water
                                   or crowded stall.
                            Might be a simple juice they share,
                                    but face the thousands face
                                                                    that glare.
                            Its love people say,
                                      not Indian culture they strictly claim.
                            Love with the families, relatives, neighbors
                                        and even animals is fine,
                             But only a different kind of love
                                         Not right.  

Copyright © dimple Bharil | Year Posted 2006

Details | Free verse |
You don't have to be high or drunk
to enjoy yourself in this town.
The deep, blue ocean;
a variety of sea cuisines;
friendly people;
cool, ocean, breeze;
aura of liberation.....
Almost everything you dream about
is in this place -
beautiful, vibrant, and timeless....
I have a friend who tells me if he doesn't
find Nirvana,
he'll spend the rest of his life in Malindi,
and enjoy the incarnation of his happiness.
This is a place you find your muse, your bliss,
your friends, and most importantly, your self.......

Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2017

Details | Verse |
Today the beach yeilded giant coccoons and huge mussels
Massive  butterfly coccoons made of fairy-floss sea fibre..
Coccoons of fine silk thread like seaweed spun tumbling 
The shore breathing in and out with the gentle white noise waves
Huge mussells left gaping open marrooned on the wet sand.
A small  playgroup is gathered on a flying kites for morning tea.
The toddlers squealing enthusiastically at the colourful kites
 Yellow red and blue kites rose higher circling towards the sun
Seagulls swarmed near the dog bowl drinking its fresh water
A woman pushing a dog in a pram walked towards the beach
A man pushing a pram with a dog on a lead walked by...
Peering out from his pram was a dog too.."too old" said he.

Copyright © Mariana pavlich | Year Posted 2006

Details | Acrostic |
Day At The Beach   

Beautiful girls go bouncing by
Each suit designed to catch the eye
Ample bodies lean and tanned
Catch rays while lounging on the sand
Heavenly bodies to be sure
Before the young men they demure
Laughing, teasing, acting coy
Attempting to attract a boy
Neath their amber colored glasses
Keeping score as each boy passes
Emotions rising like the tide
Trying seriously to decide
Between the varied beach-boys who
Intentionally show off near you
Never letting on that they
Get giddy when you look their way
Oh if you'd just come out and play

Copyright © Bob Quigley | Year Posted 2011

Details | Bio |
We're dozing off in the sun
Our lives like a loaded gun
We're carefree and fancy free
I don't know where I'd rather be

Sippin' margaritas on the beach
Our lives are no longer out of reach
We party all day, party all night
Our goals and dreams are still in sight

Our lives have come to take us away
We'd rather party and just stay
We've got our goals and dreams ahead
We'd rather stay in the sun instead

Copyright © Kyle Perkins | Year Posted 2008