Diamond Beach Walk
Calmness of the dawn greets,
soft breezes mellow the mind;
terns floating aloft;
bubbles in the newly submerged sand;
sand crabs scampering into secret hideouts.
A lonesome fisherman
casting into the surf;
wicker creel empty, lifted by the surf.
Jogger leaving ephemeral footprints,
decomposed by indefatigable tides.
Sun-filled brightness aloft;
azure sky luring us to tranquility.
Joining hands with my soulmate,
remembering another diamond beach -
fifty-five years ago . . . with a ring.
© Russell Kendall Carter
This poem is about:
My family