A Whisk of Golden Sand
Gentle waves embrace the shore,
Softly a symphony they score.
Golden grains beneath my feet,
Whisper secrets oh so sweet.
Horizon kisses ocean's cheek,
As sun plays hide and seek.
Clouds drift in endless dance,
Romanced by sun's warm glance.
Seagulls sing in seamless flight,
Painting shadows in the light.
Sands of time in hand do slip,
As waves their tender kiss imprint.
Shell's Serenade
Shells scattered on the beach's edge,
Each a story, a lifetime pledge.
I listen close, they sing to me,
Ballads of the deep blue sea.
Their curves and spirals hold the sound,
Of ocean's heart where peace is found.
Through each cavern, whispers roam,
Telling tales of their saltwater home.
With every shell I hold near,
I sense the waves, the tide's career.
Magic spirals, in my ear,
Serenade of seas so clear.
Tide's Embrace
With every tide that comes and goes,
Cares are washed away, it knows.
Footprints lost, to time's embrace,
As sea foams dance with gentle grace.
The sun melts in the water's hold,
As stars watch quietly, bold.
Night brings whispers, deep and wide,
In the hush of the evening tide.
Moonlight bathes the stretching sands,
Lovers walk, with interlaced hands.
Tide's embrace, a soft caress,
Under night's starry dress.
Dawn's First Light
A blush of pink tints the sky,
As dawn breaks soft and nigh.
Gulls herald the morn's new birth,
As light kisses silent earth.
The beach awakens, stretches wide,
In the glow of new daylight tide.
Horizon aflame with sun's first kiss,
A moment of pure morning bliss.
Fishermen cast their hopeful lines,
Into the daybreak, so divine.
Dawn's first light, silent and bright,
Unveils a world dressed in white.
Sunset's Palette
Evening paints the sky anew,
In strokes of orange, pink, and blue.
Sunset's palette, nature's art,
Takes its brush to the heart.
Waves reflect the colors bold,
In shades that never seem to old.
The sun dips low, its goodbye slow,
As night prepares its starlit show.
Dimming hues bid farewell to light,
As day concedes to the onset of night.
Beachgoers sigh, in tranquil state,
Under skies that dusk narrates.
