Blue Water, White Sand

C A Beauvic 1955 (Connectict)



In my mind I am miles away
on a small boat on a sunny day.
The water is blue, with barely a cloud in the sky.
It's just the boat, the water, and I.

The gentle breeze, against my face,
entwines me with it's warm embrace.
I lay down, giving in to the sea,
that forces my eyes shut and sends me to sleep.

So peaceful in my rocking slumber,
surrounded by this all blue wonder.
The world,  seeming so far away,
It's just me, peace, and this beautiful day.

The sound of gulls crying overhead,
awaken me from my floating bed.
And breaking waves, like music in my ear,
let me know that land is near.

I board my rowboat and woman
the oars, leaving the sailboat for the sandy shores.
I stop to skim the blue water with my hand,
relax, letting the boat now drift
slowly towards the land.

As I meet the shore with the ebbing
tide, it's now the shore, the sand, and I.

The waves recede from this vacant shore,
with white sand like I've never seen before.
The sand feels cool under my feet,
as I watch the tide from my sandy seat.

Hot air balloons passing by,
block out the sun and color the sky.
I walk in the diamond-like glistening sand,
and bask in the peacefulness while I can.

No noise, no problems, not a care.
I sit back in my sandy seat and
breathe in the fresh air.
I sip a drink nice and slow,
enjoying having no place else to go.

I watch the waves shine like gems in the sun.
The sky and the water merge into one.
Where life loses all sense of demand,
time is lost in the white of the sand.,

Lulled to sleep by the sweet ticking
lullaby, alone we are just time and I.
I awake, feet covered with white sand,
I let it trickle through my hand.

And as it passes through my fingers,
I wish out loud for the moment to linger.
The sound of the ocean plays like a symphony.
The tide returns to touch my toes,
as the sun begins to set and go.

The water no longer glistens blue,
with the setting sun it's changed it's hue.
And time is no longer important to me,
as I have traded time for the sea.

I return to my boat, starlight
guiding my way; a beautiful
ending to a beautiful day.
The glow of the moon shining
so brightly, it's now the moon,
the stars, and me.

About this poem

The poem is about drifting on a boat on blue water, and relaxing on white sand.

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Written on April 17, 2020

Submitted by cherbeau1028 on July 26, 2021

Modified on April 30, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme AABB CCDX EEAA FFXX GXHXH IB JJKK BBHX LXLMM GGHH IBHH XEDXM NNDD XXAIXD
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 2,096
Words 427
Stanzas 14
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4, 4, 5, 2, 4, 4, 5, 4, 4, 5, 4, 6

C A Beauvic

Born and raised in Connecticut, and later relocated to New Hampshire, I now live in South Dakota with my husband and our cat Max. I am in my 60s, and my days are filled with learning German and writing poetry. I also like to make picture videos of my poems, which I narrate. Several of my poems are on my channel on YouTube. I recently have begun writing poetry stories for children, as well as, short stories about my life growing up. more…

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