#FridayPainting: Memories of the beach, Polzeath

We went to the beach to get wind in our hair

to stand on the sand and simply to stare.

To let the surf tickle toes and dampen our clothes

as we played 'run away'

from the wavelets at play.

 

We went to the beach to climb on the rocks

find cool shallow pools where we'd take of our socks,

and peer in the waters to see what we might find

that the waves of the sea,

had last left behind.

 

We went to the beach to find coloured shells

the kind that when placed to our ears

make the sound of the ocean appear,

and gathered rocks that we never would find

in the places we walked,

for most of the time.

 

We went to the beach and all that, we did find

and the smell of the salt refreshed our tired minds.

I'll never forget the laughter and sounds

and the freedom to run,

on that wet sandy ground.

 

We went to the beach my family and I

and there we were one,

with the ocean, the beach and the sky.

 

I discovered this wonderful poem called 'Memories of the Beach', written by David Taylor... and loved it so much that I named this painting after it. 

(P.s. I've hunted the internet for more info about David, but have been unable to discover more...)

 

You can read more beautiful poems by David Taylor here.

 

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