All Comments on 'Mindless Beach Dreaming'

sums up why one lives to retire and move to the water...nothing compares to drifting with the waves..sunshine fresh air and your dreams...awesome ss..blue

stanza nearly ruined it for me. You said everything so perfectly in the preceding lines, the last one changed up and it almost seemed harsh compared to the rest. but i did love the poem besides that one little thing :)

pure sandspike-- if you figure this out let me know. think I prefer the mountains though

well done, ss!

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This is one of those poems you read, lean back in your chair, and say "Right on."

Nice one, enjoyed!

If only we could lead such carefree existences.

There are people you can't separate from a force of nature and it is impossible to think of you, Sandy, without the water. I see you're keeping well and dreaming of summer waves, as am I.

See you on the shore.

I loved your poem,

it had a sunny at the beach style smile to it <grin>

8 knots <grin>

is floating away on the salty breeze your words created.