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Seaside Memories

Late Summer sun on golden sands Throws shadows from the cliffs and rocks And the patiently-waiting donkeys stand Near the aptly-named Refreshment Box. Tea and coffee, squash and ice-cream, Packs of biscuits and home made cake, Sea salt spray and the seagulls’ scream And sand castles that children make. Nothing has changed much over time Except for the friends no longer seen, The friends when life was in its prime Now lost in the years in between.

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James Horn

Date: 8/16/2021 6:50:00 AM

This is really describing life these days.

Jc Hawkens

Date: 3/29/2020 7:27:00 AM

Such beautiful poetry. You paint a wonderful scene. I know the loss of friends over time as well. Thank you for this lovely sentiment JC Hawkens

Elisabeth Sheaffer
Date: 3/30/2020 2:59:00 AM

Time is not really a great healer but the memories of lost friends lift the soul as those friends would wish for us. Thank you for your kind remarks.

Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh

Date: 9/1/2016 5:17:00 AM

Beautiful !

Elisabeth Sheaffer
Date: 9/1/2016 11:11:00 AM

Thank you for your kind comment.

Warren Dickman

Date: 8/31/2016 5:10:00 PM

I love it when someone has something meaningful to say and can still say it in rhythm and rhyme. Great work, Elisabeth. We need more like you. -w

Elisabeth Sheaffer
Date: 9/1/2016 11:13:00 AM

Thanks, Warren. Memories of the English seaside feed the imagination for a lifetime.

Payal Saxena

Date: 8/30/2016 4:19:00 AM

nice lines..

Elisabeth Sheaffer
Date: 9/1/2016 11:14:00 AM

Thanks, Payal.

Margaret Franceschini

Date: 8/29/2016 11:03:00 AM

Oh how you helped me to return to the same memories as you wrote of the beauty of my childhood summers. Great write #10

Elisabeth Sheaffer
Date: 9/1/2016 11:27:00 AM

Thank you, Margaret. Memories are a shield against the harshness of today's reality.

James Marshall Goff

Date: 8/29/2016 9:48:00 AM

Wow! all oxygen sucked from the room last 2 lines, Elisabeth....brilliant gift to reader...very talented...jim

Elisabeth Sheaffer
Date: 9/1/2016 11:18:00 AM

Thanks, James. If it stirs old memories, then it has achieved its aim.

Lawrence Goldman

Date: 8/29/2016 9:04:00 AM

Well penned. Enjoyed reading your thoughts. Living in the Caribbean I could picture the moment.

Elisabeth Sheaffer
Date: 9/1/2016 11:21:00 AM

There were lots of moments like these and I wish I could bring them back to life again. Thanks, Lawrence.

Elizabeth Babb

Date: 8/28/2016 9:43:00 PM

Ooh, I like it, Elisabeth! Very evocative of summer. Nice imagery - you took me to the beach while I read your poem. :)

Elisabeth Sheaffer
Date: 9/1/2016 11:30:00 AM

Thank you, Elizabeth. Beaches are wonderful places to stir up memories.

Riss Ryker

Date: 8/28/2016 9:35:00 PM

Beautiful piece, Elisabeth, and welcome! Never get sick of poems by the seashore.

Beejadhur Sewumber

Date: 8/28/2016 9:13:00 PM

I like this poem. I live this experience currently. Nice piece. Go on.

Terry Hoffman

Date: 8/28/2016 7:45:00 PM

This is lovely, Elisabeth, and so nostalgic. Really enjoyed it.

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 3/22/2013 6:29:00 PM

ELISABETH , a nice warm welcome to the soup. My name is Linda, many poets on the soup call me PD for fun. I'm stopping by to invite you to one of my latest contest... called ---> "Only for the New Poets of 2013--the first poem you posted on the soup..." he he he Yes it has a long title. But, I want to give the new poets on the soup the enjoyment and challenges we offer in our contest. If you like please consider my contest. I love the enjoyment of meeting and reading the new poems from all new poets. Thank you for your time~ Always*LINDA

Zachary Siechen

Date: 3/20/2013 4:44:00 AM

That last stanza is so true to life.