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White Sand Beaches

 

Virgin Beaches

Rolling sand dunes

Populated with Wild Sea Oats

Sparkling blue water and

Pristine white sands

 

My first view of any ocean…

The Beach…

As a uninitiated nine-year-old

 

In awe and

Brown eyes huge with wonder

Warnings about not

Going to far

I was hooked

 

The sweet simple

Joy of salt-water tears

And

Sand in places it should never be

 

Fast-forward fifty years…

And

Oh…to get my

Toes in that delicious

White Sand

Float in the crystal clear

Blue water

Playing toe tag with

Waves crashing to the shore

 

Those carefree days

Are gone

Virgin no more

Beaches over-run with people…

Travelers from everywhere

Some with no respect to what

This magical place once was

To a wide-eyed nine-year-old

 

Oh…yes…

The beaches are still

White sand wonders

And the water

The most beautiful blue

As Ever

 

But…gone are the dunes…

The wild sea oats…

The simplicity of getting to

The water from an undeveloped road

 

Houses obstruct the way…

Hotels loom like giant robots…

And people…

People everywhere.

 

The vision of progress

Yet…the destruction of

Dreams…

 

Copyright © 2016 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

*Note: Memories of my childhood visiting Panama City Beach, Florida

Beach Day…

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Beach Day…

Smiling…

She knotted her tote bag

and casually draped it

over her shoulder

 

What a beautiful morning!

Finally a clear blue sky

Infectious with the sun

she turned her face to

soak up warmth

and sunbeams

 

Once outside…

A quick walk to

her favorite beach

white sand…

blue water…

breaking waves…

And…

peace…

 

Waking from an

unplanned nap…

The dream lingers

like his brandy

kisses on her lips

 

Smiling…

she runs into

the crashing waves…

 

Copyright © 2015 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

Summer Memories

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Summer Memories

Walking through wild sea oats

at Dawn

Over the dunes

And…

There it was…

My very first

glimpse of

the Ocean

Brilliant blue water

White sugar sand

Unblemished beach

That summer of

1963 was

the Best ever

Now the wild sea oats

are only a memory

The dunes are gone

Beach access limited

Houses, condos and

Hotels blocking the way

A tourist clutter beach

and all their “baggage”

Ruining the previously

unspoiled beauty

with

“Progress”

At least my childhood

Memories are there

And

When anyone says

the word Beach

that is what comes

to mind…

Brilliant Blue Water

White Sugar Sand

Wild Sea Oats

Unblemished Beaches

© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

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