Treasure Island

Gayle Sweeney

(May 1955 / Massachusetts USA)

A Day At Hampton Beach


Smooth like a slice of banana the sun
Slipped through the summer sky
Tossing white sail boats on the deep,
Emerald blue sea floated by.
A lone sea gull cried out with valor
On the pure true blue shore.
In the soft sand pearl seashells washed up
To keep forevermore.
By the rim of the water from a tidal pool
A shell peeked out.
Children played ball and
Blue waves and the sun's yellow rays danced about.
Close off shore sunny islands shined
Like broken shimmering white shells.
Lovely roadside wildflowers
Were as peaceful as golden church bells.
The crashing blue ocean to this bright,
Treasured majestic shore rolled.
We stepped carefully around a sand castle
While the beach we strolled.

Submitted: Saturday, October 16, 2010
Edited: Wednesday, June 26, 2013

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  • Stephen W (4/28/2014 9:12:00 AM)

    A fine day out! I suggest that it's a bit long to have as a single stanza. I find it easier to read poems that are divided up into stanzas, just as prose is better with paragraphs. It makes it easier for the eye to keep track of where I am. (Report) Reply

  • Lynn Glover (2/4/2011 6:45:00 PM)

    Gale, as I read this poem it brought back memories of our trip to Myrtle Beach last year. Every sea gull and every shell was experienced in the same way. Thanks for a lovely trip to the beach. Lynn (Report) Reply

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