Beach

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HOLIDAY

HOLIDAY

All the pictures we take
The smiling faces of sunshine and sea
Frozen cocktails and golden...

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Mouth of brook still

Mouth of brook still

Still
I spill my waters
endlessly
into the wide ocean,

keeping none
for...

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Sand Dollars

Sand Dollars

Sparse riches in palm of hand
Gather dollars in gild sand
Two hearts beat as one
Afoot...

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A Walk in the Dunes

A Walk in the Dunes

Meandering, floating shadows
of the white seabirds,
smooth motions of cloud
in...

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Autumn sunshine

Golden leaves

Autumn sunshine

Autumn sunshine,
golden leaves,
walking on sand,
feeling the ocean breeze .
...

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Intangible

Intangible

I rise at dawn with thoughts of you,
A graceful girl whom I once knew.
The crashing waves...

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Farewell to the Island

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Farewell to the Island

Farewell to the island
Farewell to the beach
Farewell to my dreams
That were once out...

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Little Corona

Little Corona
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Little Corona

Little Corona
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Equine Swell

Equine Swell

Turbulence crashes ashore
Commissioned evermore
Salty foam in a wake
Relish lees in a...

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Let The Spirit Take You

Let The Spirit Take You

We made sandcastles, the tide washed my dreams away,
my dad said: 'Ne'er mind son, we had a good...

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Happy-go-lucky πŸ’•

Happy-go-lucky πŸ’•

As subtle as the summer breeze that scatters silky sand

Whilst caressingly, cascaded sunbeams...

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At the seaside 🌞

At the seaside 🌞

I am walking the waters when the tide is on the turn

Ebbing back and forth from the shore line...

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Thuds

Thuds

North Queensland, Australia; on a far away beach,
Two families went camping, not a phone could reach...

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Handfuls of sand πŸ’•

Handfuls of sand πŸ’•

Aww isn’t she pretty, this is so splendidly grand

Just a little innocent soul scattering handfuls...

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My beaches are the best πŸ’•

My beaches are the best πŸ’•

Our beaches are beautiful and the best in the land

I stroll along lazily scuffing the silky sand...

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When I was a child πŸ’•

When I was a child πŸ’•

I walk four miles or maybes more in flimsy flip flops and my feet are sore

So I take them off and...