Salt at sea

Picturing ideas.

Casual breezes take away humidity,
The heightened sun lends a remedy,
The fault in the sand houses some critters,
From beyond the rims we live as dreamers,
Falling behind the coconut shades,
Is the beach for the sea-goers,
Into this grind our shape is made,
Turning golden like noon fevers.

- Leon /Stu. T.H. (March 10, 2024)

Reviews

[Aidan Singletary]

Leon, what a poem!
Thank you for sharing. I appreciate the cadence, it feels like the gentle lapping of waves or the rhythm of short tides on a tropical island.

What sort of beach did you have in mind when you wrote this?

[Stu. T.H.]

Thank you for your kind visit, author Aidan Singletary. I supposed I pictured a beach with wild commodity, where small crabs fester in shallow gaps and long-tailed lizards climb palm trees, where its sight is hidden from the public focus. A quiet place such as that, where the breaking sounds of the wind dominate the area along with the churning of the tides, is what I have pictured. Probably ~
Somewhere... eastern.