Beach

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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...

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Beside the seaπŸ’™

Beside the seaπŸ’™

Lovely little children playing on the summer sands

Pretty bikinis and swimming trunks, buckets and...

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My foggy stroll πŸ’™

My foggy stroll πŸ’™

Along the familiar foggy shore I foraged on the sand

Scattering debris as I strolled from the...

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Midsummer memories πŸ’•

Midsummer memories πŸ’•

As light as a feather the gentle breeze blew

Scattering the sandy shingle askew

Creating...

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Footprints in the sand πŸ’™

Footprints in the sand πŸ’™

Ahh those footprints in the sinking sands hold so many marvellous memories

All washed away with...

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Portrait of Summer

Better Days Are Coming

Portrait of Summer

Hand in hand, we walk along.
Flicker up the sand.
Amidst the soft light of summer's evening...

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Down beside the sea πŸ’™

Down beside the sea πŸ’™

I strolled the sandy shores today and the stormy wind she blew

As Seagulls swooped and screeched...

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A shadowy spectreπŸ‘»

A shadowy spectreπŸ‘»

I long to be beside the coast, this is where I love the most..one day when I become a ghost, I shall...

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The beach

Sand cool and gritty underfoot,
Pebbles here and there,
The odd shell peeking out,
The...

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The line of the horizon πŸ’™

The line of the horizon πŸ’™

Walking the broadwalk clip clopping on the wood, I feel the warmth from the sunshine on my face and the...

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Am I β€˜A-ok?’

Am I β€˜A-ok?’

I wonder do I know myself enough to say that I am always absolutely β€˜A-ok?’
As I stand beside my...

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Things I'd do -

Things I'd do -

I'd feed upon your fears of dimmed lights and orchstrated machinations.
This one way boulevard of...

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Susies shells

Susies shells

She sells her shells to a seaside shop, she keeps some shells for herself.. she polishes and paints them...

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THE SECRET OCEAN

My birth father is still alive. He knows I am here.


Another special day goes by
When I’m all alone with tears I cry
Asking myself why?...

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Small Ocean

Small Ocean

The bottle that might break the glass upon the ship
To the heart to the heart
It floated away...

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Let’s all go to the seaside...

Let’s all go to the seaside ?‍♀️

Squawking Seagulls swooping on the seashore.. now there’s s screeching sound that I absolutely adore.....

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Beckoning me to the beaches..

Beckoning me to the beaches..

Down amidst the jelly fish that lies upon the land..I strolled the weedy shores picking seashells from the...