Black Poetry : The Beach

[kente417mojo]

So many grains of sand, here before us all
relaxation and comfort at our beck and call
unique people gather, all to share the light
making melodious music throughout the night
drums and art, art and drums
sun to set to rising sun
sound uniting this world apart
pushing shallow differences to the rear of our hearts
several feet away lay the shops and their owners
many trinkets to view, every texture and color
every design, every line, hundreds of beads intertwined
thousand of people, no lines, just the freeing of minds
it's amazing how some place so simple and sweet
ease the memories of world related dead-lines to meet
to time-clocks to punch and traffic to curse
what's the worst thing about the beach?
Coming home is the worse

 

[$$RICH$$]

indeed very nicely pose'd poet
flow head on

 

[amberly]

very nice read, has a serene feel to it

 

[watzinaname]

Oh, to be relaxing on some tropical beach right now....oh well. Thanks for taking us there, to that calm place.

 

[renee31127]

I have this thing about the beach so I'm feelin you on this one...I'm scared to go in the ocean but I love being at the beach.