Thursday, August 07, 2008
Heavy summer air plays tag
with thin cool ocean breezes
They chase carefree through tree tops
carrying shouts of beachgoers
who are just out of site.
I inhale the scene
savoring it like the scent of a lover's hair
I taste the sea salt
spiced with the timber planks
layed before me in a twisted path
which decants me from woods to sand
while wings of evening
wrap around it all
turning the sky amber
and making a moment a dream
By Jenn from Drawings in the Sand.
This is a Jigsaw Poem, using words donated by other members of PWB. You can take part by looking at the instructions in the post below.
Thank you, Jenn, for taking part.