READERS’ POETRY

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This week’s poem, called On The Beach, is by John Meehan.

As the waves break gently upon the shore their rhythm changing like music.

Sky blue with clouds like giant balls of cotton scattered far and wide.

The gulls sweeping up and down glide upon the wind.

Sand soft and warm as the sun beats down.

As I sit gazing out to sea oblivious to those around me.

My mind awash with troubles and my heart heavy with sorrow, I could sit here till tomorrow.

The beauty I see now will remain unchanged the waves will continue their journey, across the ocean till they break upon the shore.

The clouds will drift slowly across the sky.

Gulls still swoop and glide upon the wind.

Sand still soft and warm and sun shining bright.

My mind still awash with troubles and my heart still heavy with sorrow.

So I will just sit here till tomorrow and this awesome beauty I see will make my troubles fade away, just as the waves wash away the footprints in the sand.

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