Beach

Everything is alive at the beach: the waves, the winds, the surfers, the birds.

By Talyaa Liera

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Oh, to be a gull on a warm sandy ocean beach

Oh, to be a gull on a warm sandy ocean beach

BEACH

Sunshine melts into jeweled waters

Wave after foamy tumbling wave insouciantly approaches wetted sands

A community of graywhite gulls awaits sunset

Pods of black-suited surfers bob companionably over the far reef

Determined walkers leave deep-heeled prints

Wide empty seaweed-strewn sands beckon, remembering summer crowds

Shoes in hand, we amble where ocean meets earth, leaving no trace

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