Beach
Sand – v7
Maybe
it is our memories
the
change of pace that brings us there,
Our
sense of vacation, of inner peace
feeling
God in the silence, the stillness
Maybe
it is the smell of the place
the
water, the roses, the lotions, the oils;
Visions
of the gulls, the dunes, grasses;
Moving
in the air, the invisible breezes
But,
oh it is the feel of it,
the
crunch and slide of it;
Under
now smooth feet,
the
recurring feel of beach sand
It
is so very different from dirt, soil, loam
no,
not earthy, moist, rich, wet mulch;
But
oh it is so granular and gritty, slippery,
even
when wet, shifting, moving
Moveable
paper spreading under toes
sliding
beneath the soles;
Smoothing
my skin, relaxing,
clearing
my mind, I am at peace
Unburdening
me of the rest
the
cares which I carried,
Drawing
me to the tactile,
to
the feel of beach sand
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edited
March 21, 2021
Beach
Sand – v7
editing
version 6
edited
July 30, 2015
Beach
Sand – v6
http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2015/07/beach-sand-v6.html
(editing
version 5)
edited
April 2, 2014
Beach
Sand – v5
http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2014/04/beach-sand-v5.html
Edited
September 20, 2012
“Beach
Sand – v4”
http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2012/09/beach-sand-v4.html
edited
March 5, 2012
“Beach
Sand – v3”
http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2012/03/beach-sand-v3.html
edited
September 29, 2010
“Beach
Sand – v2”
http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2010/09/beach-sand-v2.html
&
email
May 115, 2008
“I
am in eighth grade and I am doing a school
research project
called a zine. In this zine,
it
is basically about describing your passion.
One
of the requirements for the zine is putting
a poem in, and
explaining your reaction to the poem.
My
passion is Cape Cod, and I chose the poem you wrote,
Beach Sand,
I love how you described sand in
this poem.
I
just had a few questions like,
why
did you choose to write this poem?
My
response May 16, 2008::
“Funny
you should ask. Someone from North Carolina
two
days ago asked if they could put this same poem
on
a new web site. As I told them, I had written in in 2006,
on
the same day as quite a few other poems. I was writing
then
specifically about treasured memories of my childhood
and
more recent too. I wrote this poem about my joy at the beach.
I
am from Westfield, MA growing up and my family would go to
the
Cape or up the Maine coast to like Wells Beach or York
many
summers when I was a kid. My grandparents on my dad's
side
had gone to Old Orchard Beach for summers when my dad
was
a kid and they were there on Cape Cod when I was a kid.
In
1988 I went to Hilton Head Island for a week. And in the
mid-1990's
I went for like 3 or 4 summers in a row to
Martha's
Vineyard. From 1978 to 2001, I lived near
the
University of New Hampshire near the seacoast of
New
Hampshire. I spent time at Rye Beach, Hampton,
and
Great Island Common in New Castle. I just really like
walking
the beach, more than just laying sunbathing.
I
would walk along the shore looking for beach glass
or
go over to the rocks and look for what I could find
in
the tide pools. I've included three other poems about
being
near the sea, Shoals, Tide Pools, and Tides - Haiku.”
&
July
15, 2006 19:03
“Beach
Sand”
http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2012/03/beach-sand.html
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