Tag Archives: #beach

Blue Beach Time (poem)

A sea of blue

Blue chairs

Blue umbrellas

Blue skies

Blue ocean

Blue aura

A sea of calm

Independence Day (acrostic poem)

Invitation to all to invade the beach

Not a square inch to spare

Decisions… Decisions about where to stop

Eventually settling on a sandy sunny spot

Preparations are key

Everything is set up just so

No tents allowed…sorry Mr Lifeguard

Duly noted, sir

Equilibrium restored

Now to soak up some sun

Charging my batteries

Emotionally restored

Daring to hope for a better life

Anxious about what my future holds

You have this under control, girl.

Oceanic Healing (poem)

Each wave soothes my hurt

Each wave that caresses my feet soothes my soul

Each grain of sand between my toes helps to fill the cracks in my heart

The sun’s rays bring new warmth back into my heart

The solitude of the ocean allows my broken body and soul peace and time to heal

Each wave crashing in on the shore pulls away the layers of pain and hurt and anger.

Each wave restores me just that little bit more.

The enormity of the ocean teaches me that there’s a vast world out there on the horizon 

The pull of the waves against my legs reminds me that I am strong 

The beach, the ocean…they are teaching me that it’s OK to feel alive and happy again 

Gone to the beach….

Normal blog service will resume next week 🙂

What will you choose to do?

A few months ago, a close friend gave me a piece of advice . (I may have mentioned it on here before – can’t quite recall at this precise moment in time) Paraphrasing slightly, what they advised was to keep writing, keep taking lots of pictures, lie on the beach and stare at the sky. Basically- do more of what makes me happy.

Those words have echoed back at me regularly over the past 9/10 months and, wherever possible, they have been words to live by.

Taking time for yourself in this crazy world isn’t selfish. It’s called self-care. It’s essential.

So, what have I done?

Well, I’ve kept writing and typing Book Baby 7. I’m onto my second notebook and I’ve typed 10 000 words.

I’ve taken hundreds and hundreds of photos. Very few of these have people in them and, of late, there have been more than a few flowers. Here’s just one to give you a flavour ( absolutely no idea what kind of flower this is but I love it!)

I haven’t sat on the beach …yet…but I have walked it many many times over the months.

and I’ve stared up at the sky…

So, what have you done to make you happy?