Incoming storm at dusk
Salt air at night
Sand ground into flip-flops
I miss the sound
Soft sweet beach breeze
sha-shush
sha-shush
Skateboard on the sidewalk in the distance
Soft salty supple skin
Magic beach fog
Hot burn of the man-o-war that never quite leaves you
My favorite lullabye
A soft voice below my window
Barely loud enough to catch the breeze
The surf gently sings
A steady lull of energy
Transferring power from one shore to another
A gentle roaring
Push and pull
Lullabye tides
Neither creating nor destroying balance
sha-shush
sha-shush
ka-click
Drift away
Beach lullabye
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About the Creator
J S
Born in the mile-high city and transplanted to the beach just in time for my adolescent and teenage years, I find inspiration and peace in nature.
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