When I get back
I’ll peel off to the left
leaving the congregation
of sun worshipers
gathered at the foot of the stairs
to their plastic coolers
and tanning lotions,
each sand sinking step,
a push further into a precious
solitude dotted with terns
and sandpipers.
The rhythmic drone
of pounding surf will fill
a shrinking headspace
as the burning soles
of both feet seek
the cool wet sands
where each wave tumbles,
tossing seaweed, stone, shell,
then releases, then returns,
a perpetual succession,
the elemental communion
beyond the wrack line.
(In response to The Amplification Effect, no. 7)
Lovely, I just visited the beach! ❤️☺️
Closest beach to Las Vegas?
About 6 hours south into California via the nasty 15 freeway. No thanks!
I can get to Coney Island in about 3.5 hours.
That’s easily drivable!
Or car, bus, train, subway and taxi.
“… each sand sinking step…”
Love it.