27 Jan 2022
by lynn__
in Uncategorized
Tags: beach, crab, minute, seashell
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.
03 Feb 2021
by lynn__
in Uncategorized
Tags: beach
roaring down the beach
at the height of winter waves
mist clouds
© Jane Reichhold (1937-2016)
roaring down the beach
dangerous surf erases
beachcombers’ footprints
at the height of winter waves
surfers in wet suits compete
catch wave or wipe out
mist clouds
rise as waves surge against cliffs
salt spray drenches rocks
© Lynn Wielenga (2021)
Link to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai “troiku” challenge to take each line of original haiku and begin a new haiku.
29 Aug 2019
by lynn__
in quadrille, Uncategorized
Tags: beach, clouds, dreams, foam, sand, seagulls, surf
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.

photo by lynn
30 Apr 2019
by lynn__
in haibun
Tags: beach, boardwalk, dunes, picnic, sand castle, seagulls
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

photo by lynn
20 Feb 2019
by lynn__
in couplet
Tags: beach, cabin, island, mountain, silent, wisdom
it’s easy to imagine a snug log cabin in the woods
when you’re sipping tea on a quiet snowy day
it’s easy to imagine a cruise to a tropical island
when you’re trying on a pair of glamorous sunglasses
it’s easy to imagine hiking up a clear mountain trail
when you’re climbing stairs with another load of laundry
it’s easy to imagine lying on a private sandy beach
when you’re painting the house in hot summer sun
it’s easy to imagine speaking wisdom into the world
when you’re silent because you think no one is listening
31 Jan 2018
by lynn__
in free verse
Tags: beach, mirror, sand, surf, tide
Joining dVerse Poets for a mirrored reflection “through the looking glass.”
flowing
through hours’ glass
abrasive sands of time
etching faces
scratching hearts
collecting bits of
life memories
crushed on reefs
hurtled on beaches
worn down
accepting
movement of tide
high and low surf
swelling tears
foaming doubts
leaving behind
glassy mirror
washed shores
smoothed surf
shine on

photo by lynn
02 Feb 2017
by lynn__
in limerick, poem for children
Tags: beach, float, tortoise, wave
On the beach, crawled pet tortoise named Tank
when a wave rolled, his wrinkled neck shrank
hard shell shaped like a boat
four legs paddled to float
that resourceful young tortoise ne’er sank!
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