Beachfront Poems - Poems about Beachfront

As I walk through the sands of the beach, I wonder if the love of my life will ever come into my life. Life is strange; you see many places of sands, but not of any particular item that stands into the open. Beachfront 8945, my look-out on the...

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Beachfront of my place cozy leafy trees always conform restless souls...

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Four hundred miles at least from shore No sand or surf seen anywhere With hills, and valleys, trees and more Shady trails without a care. In my youth, summer days were HOT And sweat was just a way of life Was always dry, was humid NOT A gentle breeze to cut the strife. The decades passed, the world turned ‘round And days filled with...

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bird of paradise sits and cares about nothing breeze bathing her wings...

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Poet: Ken Jordan Poem: Beachfront Town Edited by: Sparkle Jordan written: July/2012 I've been to Spain, England, and France - I've seen the  grapevine's in Italy, that line the hillsides - I've seen the river Nile - I've even crossed over the English Channel, and lived  in Germany for a while - But, there's  no place I've ever been that  makes me feel like  Venice - A California beachfront  town -...

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