Point of Ayr Lighthouse by Steve – 600,000+ Views Thanks

The word of the sweetest song, and all songs,
That strong and delicious word which, creeping to my feet,
The sea whisper’d me.

From: Sea-Shore Memories by Walt Whitman

dunes by buzzhayes

I carry now another life,
From talk of stars and moons.
My babe and I will stay and die,
Out here amongst the dunes.

From: Against The Dunes by James Walter Orr

If he were here, he’d tell us what matters is the ‘now’.
If he were here, he’d tell us to love while time allows.
If he were here, he’d tell us to let our spirit show us how.
If he were here, he’d tell us to bend but not to bow.

From: To Bend But Not To Bow by Tony Jolley

Beach Grass by Occlude

The yellow leaves begin to fade
And flutter from the temple elms,
And at my feet the pale green Thames
Lies like a rod of rippled jade.

From: Symphony in Yellow by Oscar Wilde

~ amber waves. by CarolynsHope (new icon)

The grey clouds break, the sun appears
The dancing leaves appear to sere
These flames its kept for many years
As fires of Autumn’s time

From: Amber Glow by Wesley Mincin

SUN, SAND, SEA OATS by photogtom43

It has been a lesson not to go unnatural,
neither will be ethical nor even moral,
failure chances more than great success,
nature will help if have more access

From: Going unnatural by hasmukh amathalal

Golden Sea Oats by pilz8

I am a reaper whose muscles set at sundown. All my oats are cradled.
But I am too chilled, and too fatigued to bind them.
And I hunger.

I crack a grain between my teeth. I do not taste it.
I have been in the fields all day. My throat is dry.
I hunger.

From: Harvest Song by Jean Toomer