“Beach Combing”
The fresh salty
breeze
fill the nostrils
hope, adventure,
longing
There is just
something
about the sea
that puts the soul
at ease
Imprints left on the
sand
only to disappear
with each tide
a wave that brings
joy
to a child’s eye
Treasures collected
along the way
a smooth piece of
glass
a broken shell
wood worn smooth and
indented
Rocks entrench my
pocket
thoughts slip thru
my mind
just as easily as
sand wells up in my shoe
I walk along the
beach
Hands clasped desperately
to hold a memory
laughter echoes
across the water
tendrils of breath
moist with cold
Northern artic air
frigid beauty of the
ocean
these are not the
shores of my youth
warmed by the hot
sun.
By: Ryan McKay
8/15/14
