by curl of sea, walk curve of sand wet feet make footprints on dry land while combing beach for shells we see to reach, pick up, turn palm of hand and rinse sand off in waves as we walk curve of sand, by curl of sea
find abalone, dig clams and snails put cockleshells in handled pails spot cowrie, conch or spiraled cone look up to watch wind fill boat sails search pools of inter-tidal zone dig clams and snails, find abalone
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Check out dVerse poets where Laura reintroduces us to the “sparrowlet” form…
do you see that little seashell?
left from wave swell
so delicate—
i would like it.
it’s that freckled one over there
exposed to air
lying on sand
reach out your hand.
now, did you see that seashell move?
get it, my love
make a quick grab
—a hermit crab!
Grace invites us to write “minute poems” at dVerse Poets pub. A Minute Poem has 60 syllables, 3 quatrains of 8-4-4-4 syllable lines, and aabb-ccdd-eeff rhyme scheme.
Lillian at dVerse invites us to write a quadrille (44-word poem) on the most beautiful word in our language: tranquility
adirondacks sit on
porch of beach house
surf flows in, lightly froths
foam over fine sand…
sucked back to sea,
leaving castaway shells.
seagulls perch on pier…
launch upward in lazy arcs
where white clouds float,
billow, accumulate into
tranquil dreams…
of sunny tomorrow.
Linking to Gina’s picnic themed haibun prompt at dVerse Poets…
Camping near the beach, we plan a picnic lunch to the enticing sound of surf. The cool morning sea breeze has acquiesced to the gentle sun’s insistent warming. We pack water bottles, ham, cheese & lettuce sandwiches, chips, sugar cookies, and mandarin oranges into the yellow backpack. We pull on swimsuits, grab thick towels, sand implements, and two shapeless sack chairs for us parents.
In sandals and flip flops, we traipse across hot asphalt parking lot, zigzag along boardwalk down the grassy dunes to the beach. Happily off-season, we take our time choosing just the right spot on the uncrowded sand. Mom and Dad commence to read or nap in the sun while sons eagerly deploy tools for building the world’s greatest sand castle near the water.
southern vacation
keep sand out of sandwiches
seagulls beg for crumbs
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