So Long Ago and So Intensely Remembered
Squeeze and relax my toes
dig them further into the cool corrugated sand
my feet that waver in the pale green surf
at the border of this endless underwater plain
scatters of seaweed and salt
drifts of broken pink and white seashells
advance and retreat with the waves
sun rays refract
in a glint and flash of fish
tiny in their silver skins
who turn and twist in the shallows
brushing my ankles
with soft confiding touches
11/11/19
Claudia McGill Writes Poetry, Did You Know That? 
Ah.. I share these memories.
I love the ocean and the beach. My dream would be to live there.
Childhood Seaside
In childhood
At the seaside you
Damned the waves
Explored pools.
Never again such power
To live in delight.
I esepcially loved the waves. Our beaches didn’t have pools (no rocks) so that is new to me (I would love to try some rocky beaches with pools…)
Pure joy. (K)
Yes. Many happy memories of the ocean and the beach for me.
Wonderfully evocative. As you may recall, I cannot stand sand but this poem makes me long for a day at the beach and just for travel generally.
Thank you. Some of my best memories are from the ocean and the beach. I like sand.!
Yes, clear memories pop out, don’t they. I have a few like that. So clear. This is lovely.
Thank you. As I get older, I have realized that as much as things change, there is one place they don’t, and I can always return to – my meomories. Choosing only the places I would like to visit, of course. Let all the others stay out of sight.
Ahh to be there!
Yes. I think the same thing. Maybe this year.
What a masterpiece of a poem.
Thank you so much. This poem is based on one of my oldest memories, from the first visit I made to the ocean, now almost 60 years ago.