Christmas Beach Poems

It is the only thing that I have to keep me alive, it is the dream and the fantasy that you are walking by my...

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Walking on the beach was a Christmas elf
Her ears were not pointed, but she had a faerie like look
With bright blue eyes and golden hair,
She...

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There was never a thing more beautiful
Than a tree with lights adorning
Except, perhaps, for that certain lull
Of the beach on Christmas morning

Once again I’m like...

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oceanfront on christmas day
eating breakfast while watching the waves
the chill in the ocean air does not bother me
instead, it keeps me warm

there is not a...

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I can still feel autumn lingering in the clouds and the birds are flying restlessly about, the leaves are still hanging on the tree holding...

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Some experiences are life-changing in a good way. I call these events "Serendipity in action". Remember that anything is possible. 

I absolutely love the ocean...

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We sang along to the lyrics that he wrote  
Dancing and swaying to the music he composed
They’re all great in there own way 
Let’s...

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If we want to see less people looking back in anger,
We need to give them more to look forward to,
Like old age,
Like 3 square meals...

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Next day new school day. 
Amadeus was the first to
Wake then he woke DJ and 
Damali And all three went for
The showers. Twenty minutes 
Later...

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I'm dreaming of the sandy beaches
Just like the ones I’ve seen before,
Where the surf is rising,
With lovers surmising,
While kayakers skim along the shore.

I’m dreaming of...

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Saint Monica's Mission

Tots rushing and jostling, reaching for gifts
Three hundred and two presents we did carry 
We drove to the shore, used pallet jack lifts
Children...

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Santa was totally relaxed and could not be awakened.
Christmas is doomed, our life’s work is forsaken!
Yelled the reindeer who struggled to understand his mind.
He cannot...

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Wet sand between my toes, in pink gold sunrise rays,
The day's unfolding in glory, as if to give Him praise!
The sand is warm and squishy,...

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IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY: LXXXIII

IF ever I had a country, a country where I were, by virtue of the highly  
 ...

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Sea moss and sea shells
Sashays  silver bells
Feeling like a peach
Christmas at the beach...

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