Beach Memoirs for dVerse Poets, June 3, 2025

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The dVerse Poets prompt is to write a poem in response to the Picasso painting above.

Beach Memoirs

That good old salty sea air combined with grainy sand
defined my beach vacation and went great with being tanned.
Felt great under my bare feet and squished between each toe.
And left footprints behind me, wherever I chose to go.
It crusted up my toenails and powdered all my floors.
Seeped into my keyboard and creaked up all my doors.
It maintained a constand presence once I got back home.
It sneaked into my ear canals and caked up brush and comb.
In spite of all the nuisance of the sand within my bed,
good memories of beach life still swirl within my head.
Yet I needn’t wax nostalgic, for I find behind each knee,
in pockets, luggage and the floor—the beach came home with me!

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  7. kim881's avatarkim881

    I enjoyed your beach memoirs, Judy, which brought back memories of my grandmother brushing my feet before I put my shoes and socks on – and we still tipped out plenty of sand when we got home! I like the jauntiness of the rhyme in this fun poem, and the way the sand ‘maintained a constant presence’. The final lines made me smile.

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    1. lifelessons's avatarlifelessons Post author

      Thanks, Kim. We lived across the street from a playgound that had a big sandbox, but I don’t remember ever playing in it much. I think sand needs an ocean touching it to have that attraction.

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