Spending time at the beach is part of summer vacations for many people. There’s nothing else like building in the sand, jumping in the waves, and soaking up the sun. Looking out at the vast ocean has beauty all its own. Capturing the sun rising and setting off the horizon is a favorite beach activity to start and end each day. For many, going to the beach is a chance to get away from stress and hectic schedules. It’s a chance enjoy the sun, sand, water, and time with family and friends.
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Waves come crashing to grey sullen shores.
Powerful and strong, it breathes and roars.
Cascading and caressing each grain of sand,
A warm embrace between sea and land.
Loved this! Beautifully expressed and love the rhyming. Great job!
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The sun and sand go hand in hand.
The sound of constant waves -
There's a smell of salt in the air.
The ocean is seen through a haze.
Picture
I picked up a brush
and 80 bucks worth of paint.
After a few tries, I know
that kind of artist I ain't.
This poem was so good! I loved how he starts off in the introduction saying he's not a "painting artist." He did completely paint a picture in my head that's up there with some of the greats....
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Analysis of Form and Technique
The sun rises higher and higher, like a blossoming flower, as the children play...
Beach, Beach, Beach
The zephyr catches my skin like a wide receiver playing football...
Swoosh, Swoosh, Swoosh
Being involved with the aspects of nature is the best thing ever. It's so beautiful, peaceful, and calming. It gives the creative person his tranquility, and it can be his muse. It's full of...
Emerald hills and turquoise seas
Endless canvas brushed with trees
That sway so gently in the hue
Of watercolor azure blue
You look out into the water;
The waves make the most beautiful sound.
A place you find peace and comfort,
Walking hand in hand and looking around.
Your rhyming was so on point! Very well written, and I felt like I was right at the beach. Awesome job!
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Waves continuously wash away footprints,
Like time washes away, leaving you with a clean slate.
A smooth beach.
Waves wash away the good and bad.
The saffron-yellow sun grins on top of the beige sand,
and the aquamarine waves wash up onto the seashore.
The towering palm trees sway from side to side
as the gentle wind whistles through the beach.
Feel the warmth from the heat
Feel the sand on your feet
Feel the cool of the breeze
Feel the calm
Sitting in a hammock,
the wind rocks me to sleep.
The warm sun
wraps me up