Poems About: BEACH

In this page, poems on / about “beach” are listed.

  • 313.
    The Murmur of Spindrift

    A crab walks straight to show its offspring?
    Life is an Ocean and we are waves.
    A constant flow to the weeping beach.
    Beach struggles to grab the waves but fails read more »

    nimal dunuhinga
  • 314.
    Lignano

    those sweet summer days
    we would walk hand-in-hand
    swim together in the sunlight
    and write our names in the sand read more »

    Rev. Dr. A. Jacob Hassler
  • 315.
    Loneliness

    Sitting down on the white sand I raise my coconut
    Slash off its top with my machete,
    And sip on the juice greedily. read more »

    Warren Augustus de Guzman
  • 316.
    The Sun By Amy Boothby - Age 10 years

    The sun is a beach ball covered in sand,
    Warming up this little land.
    It's been kicked into the blue sky,
    By a boy on the beach, that kicked it too high. read more »

    Ernestine Northover
  • 317.
    THINKING.....

    thinking of you all a days and nights..
    thinking of you.... read more »

    hazem al jaber
  • 318.
    Day At The Beach

    Mimi is my Lolli-pop sweet heart
    Me and Mimi will never set apart
    We spend the day on the beach read more »

    sherif monem
  • 319.
    I Refuse To Choose

    It will forever be a tussle
    between the city and the beach,
    the bricks and the sand,
    the morning rush and the quiet sunrise, read more »

    Shipra Agarwal
  • 320.
    Padre Island National Sea Shore

    The beach births relics
    Happy flesh walks by
    They signal the end of our stay
    The waves sing their shore meeting chorus read more »

    Bill Grace
  • 321.
    Pollution

    jab dua ude jab khasi aye jab aakh jale
    tab ave pollution!

    jab dua ude jab khasi aye jab aakh jale read more »

    siddhanth iyer
  • 322.
    FLASHLIGHTS

    crowded beaches with their stretched out
    sands, theres a wrechge that use to be a
    ship, now it looks like a rib cage, from that
    women and man.. read more »

    david gerardino
  • 323.
    Fun ticket pathway 42

    Going walking at the beach.
    I see lots of birds,
    I see lots of water
    and I see some boats. read more »

    Jackie Anderson
  • 324.
    Wild horses [1]

    With their manes blowing in the wind
    they run with open mouths that foam
    and at full speed they turn away
    With their manes blowing in the wind read more »

    Gert Strydom
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