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The Wind



The Wind


Lying on the silky *strand

A study in immobility

I feel the warm wind

Caressing me

Polishing my skin

With fine grains of sand

And the softest spray of sea


Photograph: Per kind favour of

©Denise G Allen, 09 January 2013 06:02 *Edited 08:19

*Strand: The shore of a sea, lake, or large river: “a heron glided to rest on a pebbly strand”. The Free Dictionary.

Author: adeeyoyo

I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people! I am back after a break. Thanks for still being here, if you are! Missed you! xxx

20 thoughts on “The Wind

  1. That sounds lovely adee.


  2. your study in immobility sounds like it is very therapeutic you know…smiles…like a simple meditation in being…


    • Ah yes, Brian, it is. I could sit or lie on the beach for hours, just dreaming. I toyed between this title and The Rock. Now I think I prefer the latter.


  3. Beautiful poem and pic, adee. I hope this will be me over the next week in Belize. 🙂


  4. Never realized the wind gave me a gift, polished my skin. Lovely!
    Blessings ~ Maxi


  5. When beach is empty and just sound of gulls and lap of waves – polishes my soul too


  6. I want to go swimming now!


  7. You presented a lovely picture Denise.

    My mind goes back to the university days when I idly spent some evenings on the beach hanging my legs to the lapping waves on a rock, watching people play in sand with children forgetting their age, till the lighthouse made circles above my head to indicate it is time for dinner at the hostel.

    Once you miss your sea, perhaps, you miss it forever.


  8. Now that IS a day at the beach, I could almost smell the salt air. Nice..


  9. What a caressing thought for someone in England’s winter, Denise


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