Exceptional Poetry potlatch entry Miscellaneous Poems Vol 2 : Down at the shore by CD Richards

The ocean waves crash on the sand down at the shore. The bodies, many richly tanned, will soon be sore. The salt air hanging in the breeze, escarpment ringed with tall palm trees— warm summer days that I adore down at the shore. Give me the place where sea meets land— I long for more. To be by fresh sea breezes fanned, it thrills my core. Do white capped walls, the smell of brine, raise up your heart? They raise up mine. Rememb'ring good old days of yore, down at the shore. Recognized Author Notes Topic for this week: Write an octogram about "At the beach" Time allowed - 1 hour

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