I recently stumbled upon a beach poem that really stuck in my head. I thought of it while I was editing our beach photos and decided to post the poem instead of some witty or not so witty comments.
Of course then I had to find poems to go with our photos at the playground and our afternoon snack. Searching for just the right poem was so much fun I may start posting poems regularly. No, no, don’t worry; I mean other people’s poems, not mine! None of us wants me to try writing poetry, believe me.
Down to the Beach
by Sylvia Chidi
Down to the beach
Down to the beach
On a sunny day we go
Beach bags packed with sun screen lotions
Hands rubbing people’s backs in slow motion
Glistening oily bodies radiating with sensation
Down to the beach
Down to the beach
Where a chilly sea breeze blows
Let’s have some fun
In the red-hot sun
Down to the beach
Only there the ladies reveal saucy behinds
Whenever the raging sun is still kind
Down to the beach
As never-ceasing waves play across the shores
People happily play dreading any rainy downpour
Down to the beach
Where young lovers closely nestle
As sand creatures cause the sand to bristle
Seagulls gliding in the air with screams and whistles
Kids picking up shells and building stormy sand castles
Down to the beach
Where mostly good vibes flow
Down to the beach
We go whilst there is still sun without snow
The Playground
by Dr. Holly.
I love the playground – I feel so free,
To run around between the trees.
I can dance and I can shout.
I can prance and jump about.
I can swing the whole long day.
My feet touch the sky – Up, up, away!
I can climb – I never stop! –
Like a mountain lion straight to the top!
I can cross the monkey bars
Like an astronaut from star to star.
I can spin on the merry-go-round
Until I’m dizzy, then slow me down.
Fast Food
by Ethel Smith
Why is fast food
so full of fat?
It’s usually junk,
and garbage at that.
As it’s so naughty,
and we know it’s so bad,
why do we love it
and eat it like mad?
