Sight
Angry grey
Sullen and moody
Breast heaving
Tears running
Hands beating a frenzied tune
Sharing soul’s torment
***
Water gleams
Reflecting blue sky
And white clouds
Tinged with pink
Morning sun welcomes the day
Bright salutation
Sound
Wave crashes
Rain smashes and pounds
Unwelcome
Visitor
Sic’s itself on calm ocean
Changing its nature
Taste
Fresh fried fish
Salt encrusted chips
Dipped in white
Vinegar
The taste of childhood days spent
Paying on the shore
Smell
Salty tang
Scent comes before sight
Ocean smell
Front running
Provoking memories of
Sunscreen and hot sand
Touch
Salt crystals
Encrust my dry eyes
Peering from
Wind-burnt face
Wet from briny ocean spray
Reminds me I’m alive
By Robbie Cheadle
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Robbie Cheadle
Robbie Cheadle loves to create in a variety of mediums including words, cake, fondant, charcoal, and oil pastels. She enjoys writing fantasy stories for children, poetry, and paranormal stories for adults in historical settings.
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Comments (4)
Great work don't stop keep going
Great piece ❤️😉
I love how you weaved the five senses into these poems o a sea shore visit.
Wonderful poems, Robbie. Love the use of the senses.