beach
Sand Dunes
Sea waves are green and wet,
But up from where they die,
Rise others vaster yet,
And those are brown and dry.
They are the sea made land
To come at the fisher town,
And bury in solid sand
The men she could not drown.
She may know cove and cape,
But she does not know mankind
If by any change of shape,
She hopes to cut off mind.
Men left her a ship to sink:
They can leave her a hut as well;
And be but more free to think
For the one more cast-off shell.
– Robert Frost
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Sunrise Sea
It’s sunrise
Most people are asleep
But I
Am awake
And up down by the sea
I hear the birds singing songs
I see the waves rippling in the water
Along the shore
I see starfish, shells and rocks
glittering in the sunlight
Its sunrise
Most people are asleep
But I
Am awake
And up down by the sea
Meditating and spending time
Alone with nature
– Emily Krauss
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Sunrise Along The Shore
Athwart the harbor lingers yet
The ashen gleam of breaking day,
And where the guardian cliffs are set
The noiseless shadows steal away;
But all the winnowed eastern sky
Is flushed with many a tender hue,
And spears of light are smiting through
The ranks where huddled sea-mists fly.
Across the ocean, wan and gray,
Gay fleets of golden ripples come,
For at the birth-hour of the day
The roistering, wayward winds are dumb.
The rocks that stretch to meet the tide
Are smitten with a ruddy glow,
And faint reflections come and go
Where fishing boats at anchor ride.
All life leaps out to greet the light —
The shining sea-gulls dive and soar,
The swallows whirl in dizzy flight,
And sandpeeps flit along the shore.
From every purple landward hill
The banners of the morning fly,
But on the headlands, dim and high,
The fishing hamlets slumber still.
One boat alone beyond the bar
Is sailing outward blithe and free,
To carry sturdy hearts afar
Across those wastes of sparkling sea;
Staunchly to seek what may be won
From out the treasures of the deep,
To toil for those at home who sleep
And be the first to greet the sun.
– Lucy Maud Montgomery
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Sunrise At The Beach
Once more – once only – I wish I could be
soft as a zephyr in the morning light,
warm, remembering, what you’ll never see,
what I gave and you lost without a fight.
Sunrise splendor of a new-dawning love!
The lush, lustful moments born in a day.
Those moments of magic here and above
blossomed in a most magnificent way.
The longing prevails, try hard as I might;
and the past lives though I wish it would die.
Tangled in tears in the ashes of night,
I caress my soul in the hands of cry.
You’ll never know; I’ll never understand
why I love you beyond sense and reason.
There is one set of footprints in the sand –
mine – a trail of tears to mark the season.
How sweet the myth of love everlasting!
The rain laments in liquid chains of blue.
The words confess, forever forecasting,
that I am helplessly in love with you.
– Linda Marie Van Tassell
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Tide Rise, Tide Falls, The
The tide rises, the tide falls,
The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;
Along the sea-sands damp and brown
The traveler hastens toward the town,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
Darkness settles on roofs and walls,
But the sea, the sea in darkness calls;
The little waves, with their soft, white hands
Efface the footprints in the sands,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
The morning breaks; the steeds in their stalls
Stamp and neigh, as the hostler calls;
The day returns, but nevermore
Returns the traveler to the shore.
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
– Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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