Best Beach Poems

Hot sun
What fun

Soft sand
How grand

Blue sea
For me

High tide
Surf side

Beach babe
In shade

Undress
Top less

No finds
Tan lines

Swim suit…
pursuit

He sports
Tight shorts

Romance?
No chance


Jan Allison
Casarah Nance
1st December 2014...

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Grim fog, I praise the shelter of your drear,
the sundown ghost morose not grandiose,
I walk alone - but, no -- with my despair;
a bittern bids a bitter adiós.

The breakers so in agony they gnash
and gnaw the strand with thrash of foamy green,
the tempest witch brings...

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I walked in darkness along the shore
seeking only solitude and nothing more
Thunder drummed from somewhere far away
like foreboding timpani as clouds began to play
They competed with the roar of bally waves
crashing to the beach in rhythmic laves
Everything was out of reach for me
the moon, the...

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Dark honey tanned skin glistens
    From the moisture of humidity.
The ladies flirt shamelessly with 
    You, but your eyes gaze upon me.

Your stature looms at six foot three.
    Your swimmer's shoulders impress.
In our island sea we...

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She collected sea shells, I collected sand

She collected sea shells,
I collected sand
She searched for the perfect one
I reached down my hand

I carried a bucket
A basket she did whirl
Mine was filled with tiny grains 
Hers with mother of pearl

She came out each morning
Me, just late at...

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oh precious, dulcet diva, ocean-tide
you, of sand and foam and spindrift -
all your moods and meanderings
speak deep my spirit, wistful and wan
musings captured, gist enraptured …

       I listen, close ...

on those warm and windy days, your
voice cuts clear, carries...

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Critics

Wrote a poem in the sand,
Wonder how it fares if left alone,
Will it bear on its own merits
Or juxtapose by meddling hands,
Meantime, sun-dries it again,
Wind shifts it broad and thin,
Indelible puddles left by rain,
Sand critters pop out and in,
A boy and his ball rolls along,
With...

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Across the white sand waters
meld of teal and turquoise hue,
in sunlight, emerald facets, 
in shadow, grays of blue,
first breaking light of heaven,
tinted sky in tones of shell,
dancing lights, pearl pink and saffron,
fleck the bosom of the swell.
On waves of crisper coral
the majestic sun ship sails,
bright...

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If I  had a pretentious brain
which acts faster than my heart
Maybe then,I would abhore this soul
which spreads freely through each verse
Maybe then I would impress you
 with my intellectual grammar 
and sophisticated words
 I would scrutunize 
each and every coma
dot and exclamationmark
believing I know...

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I

when the world had no headsets
the sunbathing crowd
fell asleep to the sounds of
transistors played loud
while the deckchairs and windbreaks
kites, beach balls and more
formed the stripes, lines and circles
that painted the shore
and the longer I walked
on the sand to that sea
the more the sea seemed
to get...

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On the beach I found a seashell
luster of colors mixed with gold illuminate 

Washed by the sea millions of times
tides turn as gentle footprints remain

I sit and ponder, how could it happen
salt breeze within an ocean's breath inhales 

A journey of unimaginable time
drifting murmurs echo...

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"By the sea, all worries wash away" 
(Saw this quote on a sign in my doctor office and I loved it.)

Since by the sea, all worries wash away,

I think I’ll go down to the beach today,

where palm trees in warm summer breezes sway,

before the sun...

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Cascading waves wash ashore,
tickling toes, they ebb and flow;
as moonbeams
set a thousand jewels sparkling
upon the shoal.

Smiles summon sweet emotions
as we stroll upon the beach,
hand in hand
under a starry sky;
pausing to build castles in the sand.

And in this state of blissfulness,
two lonely souls unite
for all eternity.

Our...

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Had Hoped to Find

While searching, seemed so hard to tell,
Which would be our most favorite shell; 
Had to constantly, consistently compare,
As they laid on seashore here and there.

Shells were round, oblong and also odd;
Have been prepared by our beloved God,
With bright colors and delicate designs;
Often...

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Why should one wish the days to pass
Of lush and verdant meadow grass
And butterflies with stained glass wings
Which autumn's burnished hues outclass? 

A summer breeze revives the mind
As worldly cares are left behind
And gentle waves of lapping seas
Coax weary bodies to unwind.

Await the golden harvest...

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