Nostalgia #poetry #beaches #photography

beach shadow

memories of feet caressing sand

beaches and piers, a quest

chasing shore birds

digging for treasure

building castles in shared dreams

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sand collapses

sun shines too bright in my eyes

you walk with another

The word “nostalgia” comes from two Greek roots, nostos meaning ‘return home’ and algia ‘longing’. However neither poetry nor politics birthed the term, rather it came from ‘medicine’. In the seventeenth century nostalgia was considered as a curable disease, like a common cold.

Nostalgia is a longing for a Place as well as for a Time.

Sharing with Poets United – the theme this week Nostalgia.

 

 

Life’s A Beach… #poetry #summer

 plans for picnic takes a child’s mind

whole wheat  slathered with mayo

fresh turkey, lettuce, tomato

a pickle happily on the side

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golden potato salad, olives and egg

savory tastes never sweet

in my favorite penguin bowl

no one’s looking, sneak a taste

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where did my picnic manners go?

I look for right utensils and plates

blue and white check for occasions

tied up in a red ribbon bow

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grab the basket, can’t be late

2 many memories,  meld just 1

run down 50 stairs

I’m hurrying please wait

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singing songs in the back seat

new Mustang with the top down

wind whips our hair in a tangle

anticipating a day at the beach

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Orange disk Frisbees fly

sand castles lose the seige

caught in the  sea’s undertow

too sunny a day to cry

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Hungry, I crunch mayo and sand

those pebbles (like ants ) unwelcome guest

nothing can ruin this day

replay it in my eight track again

 

On a warm day where the air conditioning is our natural sea/bay weather, most of civilization seems to jump in the car for the beach. As a child (and adult) nothing can ruin the day.

Poet’s United is packing their baskets for fine poetry about – Picnics.

What kind of picnic memories do you have?