Life On the Beach

Decima Poetry Challenge by Ronovan – Prompt No. 68: (BEACH) in the A rhyme line.

There, on the shiny sandy beach,
I lived – morning, noon, eve and night,
counting days not, but breaths alright.
I knew not what she wished to teach,
Her blue sadness – I had to breach.
So I lived on the sandy shore,
where the hermits hid their amour.
Counting not sunrise and sunset,
but by number the sand got wet,
by the rare black pearls washed ashore.

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