Jan 06, 2025 13:12
cotton dress
flapping in a summer breeze
barefoot, toes curled in wet sand
a song stuck on repeat
inside a mind
ruffled hair, curling wisps
dancing in the air
tidewater sweeping feet
ship on the horizon
barely in sight
waving passengers to other shores
the sun lowering in the sky
a charming scene.
free verse,
poetic musings,
short poetry,
poetry
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Your love for the ocean is so apparent. Thank you for writing these I really enjoy reading them!
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They say write what you know. Growing up in a sea town makes it easy to work with.
Thank you, :)
(p.s. I knew you'd make a joke about the dress.)
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I'm becoming accustomed to your sense of humour.
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