Long Beach Poems

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Pebble Beach Day Out

Beyond the wave-sacked,
lie the pockmarked dunes, heaps dug
by the claws of scaly thrashers.

Here they huddle, my blood kin
flogging grim pleasures,
wolfing eggy sandwiches,
dipping tea-stained teeth into beakers.

By a shoaling shale and monochrome spray
one brine-splattered small fry.
A boyhood caught in a swirling freshet,
he whales barefoot in the flounder,
skimming the slimy kelp, stalking
a slippage of tugging surf.

Her demeanor soggy at last, mother
goads to be led to the creaking camper.
Father smokes a plug of leathery shag,
grunts upright, walks toward the sea.

A toppled thermos and leftovers
scooped up and lugged away.
Windswept, the lingerers
trudge from the chilly churn,
while a soused and hectoring bay
records a working-class holiday.


Premium Member Traffic

There’s a shiny metal parade
Inching slowly into Edgartown.
Twisting along the narrow road,
Sun glinting off windows and 
Glancing off the sunglasses
Of people inside the cages
Of painted metal and glass.

They itch about in their seats,
Craning to see the road ahead.
They honk their horns as if
It were going to do some good.
Some look resigned, bored even.
Some slap the steering wheel in
Frustration and mouth obscenities,
Raising their temperatures,
As well as their blood pressure.

Inch by inch, yard by yard, 
Like a disjointed snake
They make painful progress
Until at last they reach 
Their destination – the beach,
The grocery store, the theater,
The dentist -knowing the return 
Will be more of the same.
Hot, tired and cranky, they mutter
Under their breath that
They will start taking the bus
And never again drive into
Edgartown in the middle of August.

Premium Member Just Dreaming

Walk along the shore with me and let me see you smile
Close your eyes and visualize a romantic tropical isle
Palm trees and a summer breeze, sunshine overhead
Conversation with only our eyes, nothing being said

A secluded beach just out of reach, the surf the only sound
Two hearts one in the summer sun, a blanket on the ground
A sailboat dancing on the horizon, sun is going down
Tropical evening, harbor lights, as we walk back to town

Was it real or was I just dreaming as we walk along
And as we walk, the ocean singing her enchanting song
Feel the sand between our toes and taste the salty air
A falling star streaks across the sky going God knows where

You touch my heart and my soul in this island Paradise
The reflection of the Southern Cross in your loving eyes
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Warm In December

Some people want snow on the 
ground,
ice skating, and  colorful lights,
blustering winds blowing all 
around
and cold holiday nights;

I have a different idea of 
perfection
I want a different celebration

Beautiful holiday beach bonfires
85 degrees in December,
palm trees instead of 
evergreens
holidays outside relaxing;

swimming til all hours of the 
night
a pool party is what I crave,
spending some time in a jacuzzi
what fun that would be!

No more heavy Holiday Dinners
I want smoothies and warm 
weather
give me a place with no winter
and the beach warm in 
December
Form: Rhyme

One Picture

I put a picture on Facebook in speaking for the unborn
It will barely even get a look but of ones filled with scorn
It's a baby with the saying that "it's time to abolish abortion"
All along we've been praying but the work is not yet done

This young baby in his green shirt, a sadness in his eye
I can sense his fresh new hurt in the wondering of why 
There alone in the sand, behind, God's own ocean so vast
Yet both are so grand pending on the eye that you cast

His clenched fist filled with sand, his hair blowing in the wind
Knowing nothing of abortion on demand or the fight to rescind
I'm sure if he could speak he would pick the choice you would pick
As I pray God would make you meek and that something would click

But even if you don't care and you don't want to be bothered too
For it only becomes unfair if something like this happens to you
But as for that little boy on the beach, his frown being so prevalent 
Just such an image should teach what was wholly entirely meant
Form: Rhyme


Shades of Blue

Shades of blue are flying in the air
and people are gathering from far and near
the symbols of the world 
are hurrying down the street
spreading whispers of hope
 on threadbare knees 

Shades of blue  are floating in the sea
riding with the mad waves that is coming after me
angry eyes stares heartlessly at me
while the chains and ropes of the ages
wraps itself round me and the night seduces me


I have heard the song that you want to sing
but the song has no structure or rhythm
you have composed a song  that has no taste 
It is a song that you will never sing
but I feel the melody roaring in the sea 
and someone is calling out to me.

The smell of rotten herring
 is blowing with the wind
and the birds are flying to and fro
 looking for a place to go
They cannot find a place to land
For the seagulls have crowded the
Sand and the pelicans are feasting 
on the boneless herring
 and I watched courage swim.

What shade of blue are you wearing?
do you have something prolific to share?
listen to the wind howling over there
keep you your ambition high up the air

What shade of blue are you wearing
it is producing something annoying
blue for peace, blue for love 
blue is in the message 
that resonate from above
there are fifty different shades of blue
which one are you?
Form: Narrative

Premium Member Wishful Minds

If I could bring you every sight I see,
It would make me very happy
To see you smile, as I have today,
Surrounded by beauty, sunshine, warmth, this way
If I could capture every moment, put it in a bottle for you,
I would certainly try to do that too!
It is something I know you would cherish
So for now, I will send you this wish
Imagine soft green grass and water deep blue
A sandy beach with benches too
Leaves changing color, with sun shining through
Take these words and hold onto the sights
As if you are here on those lonely nights
Wrap yourself in warmth and feel the peace
Let the relaxation seep in and increase
It is in times like this, life is complete
Living fully in the moment, where wishful minds meet

Heidi Sands

9/21/19
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Angels Danced On the Beach

Angels danced on the summer beach.                                          
        The sun was bright and shining like a huge ball of fire the day we met.    
                 The blue waves were crashing on the soft sandy beach.                           
                          Birds were singing a love song just for us.                                                   
    Would our new friendship turn into love and marriage or would we go our 
                                            separate ways?                                                                                         
                           Only time can tell a story for a lifetime.                                                       
                               The pain and pillows full of tears.                                                                  
                 Yet a lifetime mixed with fun and laughs along the way.                                 
                   It was not easy growing through time and life as we                                 
                           fought to understand each other.                                                                                                        
                   Life has many twists and turns as the years go flying by.                                                                                                                                                                                                                  

                                     growing old together                                                                                                             
                                    not what we expected                                                                                                      
                         time is gone like sand in an hour glass  
                                                          
                                     Date Written: 8-23-2019
Form: Haibun

AI helps or replaced human

2025.05.11
A.I. helps or replaced human.

I enjoyed window browsing
Shopping but not reading catalogues.
Physical travelling instead of videos watching,
The David Attenborough.
Which would not give you the satisfaction,
From all your body senses.
I always dream off being able to
Swim in the oceans, emerged my body totally.
Climbing up all the steps
Of the light houses and high towers,
Walk on the water breakers,
To witness how the ocean water 
Smash onto the man made features.
Watch the waves splashed the piers
And stamp my bare feet
Along the sandy beach. 

AI could not help me
To do all those life' s activities,
With its help, I might be travel better and further.
I might be able to enjoy musics and songs
From another levels, but I still wished
To do things on my own.
© C33 B66  Create an image from this poem.

A Very Dire Need For a Prayer Room

i am out of butter
i am out of milk
i am out of bread
i am out of all snacks
i am out of envelopes
i am out of stamps
i am completely out of money
what else is new

i can't go to any store
i can't go to the gas station
i can't go to pay bills
i can't go to pay any tithes
i am afraid to go to the bank
i am terrified to even drive up or down the street or around the corner
i am totally out of my mind
what the hell else will give

i want to go to a restaurant
i want a mexican pizza (too)
i want that blue bubble gum ice cream
i want some cinnamon roll oatmeal
i want some vanilla almondmilk
i want to go to the beach
i want to go to the lake
i want to go to the mountains
i can't even afford to drink from a water fountain
i am so broke that even a simple kiss from a woman is cancelled due to insufficient funds
that's what i call alternative cock blockin'
now i am officially certified psycho, but such as life
i'll wake up tomorrow with a smile and my work badge
© Marty King  Create an image from this poem.

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