Wednesday, August 01, 2007

SUNSET BEACH

the breeze is cool on my skin and smells of salt
palm trees dance to the gentle wind's rhythm
seashells give out a rainbow of many colours
onto the beach there quietly unfolds the water
a lonely boat is anchored to the love of fishing
seagulls fly away to nest away their dreams
the sun is swallowed up by the sea
checking out from turning around the earth and us

© 1994 thomas bates

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