Sand Poems - Poems about Sand

In the silent dance of time, where seconds fade like grains of sand, We will find ourselves on a train platform, where trains carry unfulfilled dreams, Or perhaps in a park, where pathways shelter steps of longing and hope, Under the watchful eyes of pigeons gathering like thoughts on the still-wet bench. Under cold raindrops falling like blessings from...

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In a labyrinth of time, every second is a grain of sand scattered, everything hurts: old age is a veil of shadow over my thoughts, and death, an old acquaintance, draws closer with every tick of the clock, an old man like me can vanish in an instant, like a star that fades away, leaving behind only memories and...

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Why don’t geckos sink into the sand Disappearing into the promised land? What saves their Arizona lives? What keeps them up? The flaps in between their toes said my Uncle Hup. I thought he was joking, because he is a funny guy So, I looked it up in my gecko book which was way up high He was exactly right, my...

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The defiant dusk descended slowly on the beach. We walked apart, slowly on the sand, but with no speech. We left our footsteps imprinted clearly on the sand She walked with her head lowered; I never touched her hand. I looked at our footsteps on the sand, one light, one deep, Small waves rolled on our feet, erasing feelings we...

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I love the ocean. I sleep in wet sand. My biggest fear is a child's little hand. You guessed my secret. Don't ever blab. Yours, sincerely, A Friendly Sand Crab....

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Under the sky that dissolves dogmas like the wind does sand, A canopy of empathy unfolds like an ancient tapestry, Embroidered with clarity and illuminated by pure integrity, Entangled in the fine threads of unknown transcendence. I listen as celestial conversations sing in honey and cinnamon, Flowing through the veins of silence like a river of perfect rhymes, While butterflies, with...

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I was sitting near the shore, listening to the waves. The blue and the night sky spoke to me like never before. Their distant voices became dull— something inside me twirled. The sound of the waves was just like the voices, long forgotten. Sand...

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waves pound rocky coast wafting winds blow former rock Sand dunes on the beach smooth Path through the woods oaks and maples provide shade deer hide from the sun ...

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Early morning is the perfect time to walk the beach, the cool water licks at my feet. The soft sand is like walking on a pillow, pretty seashells yell-pick me up. My day started off with a bit of heaven on earth....

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to rbs dear friend glad getting some time relax got me thinking burden life facts water and wind sand and ocean walks and swims sends away all tension except maybe mention envy needs intervention...

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And lo of that wave riven coast That bounding sea who cries here most On wind tossed shores where teardrops sown Yearn to make their passions known Forever clasped with lover with foe Whereon? Only the horizon knows Forever onward hand in hand Wave tossed sea and battered strand Face to face they lie Murmuring their sad goodbyes Tumultuous wave to scarred shoreline Their bond no...

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Driving through the desert vast ...

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