The beach
The sand sunk into my toes,
Tickling my feet.
The bright sun shone on me,
The humid air against my nose,
I smile and breathe it in.
The calm and gentle wind hugs me,
The clouds slowly sway.
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Water-a poem
Water.
The water glistened as it ran down the stream,
It’s beauty astonishing, yet ordinary.
I slipped my hand into the stream.
It gushed past my hand, leaving ripples in the water.
Elysian Artiste 