Footsteps in summer


Softly tiny feets
that gently sweeps the sand
soft as silky dust

the blowing wind
that caresses the grass
the grass vispers, silently it sings
it's own summermelody

All clear is the heaven above
blue, lightblue is the colour
the birds paradise
up in the sky
flying freeley high

When the ocean speaks to my ears
I feel the waves rushing into me
as the water gently
gently washes of my sandy feets




Poetry by Malin Johansson
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Written on 2006-05-26 at 14:02

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F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
i have never been at the beach as we dont really have them around here... we have lakes mainly lol :) this is beautiful... the imagery created with your descriptions make this a very calming moment... makes you want to drift away as though head's stuck in pleasant rêveries... very nice effect... i enjoyed this very much... thanks for sharing :f

later... xx
2006-05-27


Kathy Lockhart
so soothing are your image-filled words of a summer's day at the beach. I heard the sounds, felt all the touches, tasted the salt air, and loved the each sight of this refreshing day! xx kathy
2006-05-26


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
wonderful words wonderful images a wonderful poet well done rgds mike
2006-05-26