Solace of the Sea

Solace of the Sea

Sea sounds bring solace.

Whispering waves ebb and flow.

Waters mirror a scenic serenity,

while salty breezes blow.

Sandpipers play relentless tag,

alternating the chase with escape.

Gentle whitecaps rise to greet them,

carving the outline of the cape.

Seagulls swoop and dive with an echoing cry,

floating white on the cornflower sky.

Troubles forgotten, we lie on the sand

and watch cotton ball clouds drifting by.

For those wondering, no, I am not currently at the beach. These photos are from a vacation a few years ago. 

Beckoning Beach

Beckoning Beach

Blue twilight skies

hold iridescent clouds

that hide the sinking sun.

Rolling white caps

whisper and whoosh

keeping sandpipers on the run.

The waves embrace 

the cold, wet sand,

sidling closer until within reach.

A gull cries overhead

as the waves retreat 

from the enticing, beckoning beach.

"Come, come, come to the beach.

Write your worries in the sand;

the water will wash them all away.

Collect some shells;

watch the hermit crabs dance."

The beach is beckoning, calling,

"Come, come, come to the sea today."