Sandy pebbles in my shoe, ouch
Bringing home the sunny beach too
Unzip my bag, it's in my pouch
Sandy pebbles in my shoe, ouch
I sit and find golden grains in my couch
From my pockets pieces of seashore askew
Sandy pebbles in my shoe, ouch
Bringing home the sunny beach too
Pieces of Seaside Ashore is written for theW3 prompt by Selma. She has asked us to write about summer.
Her guidelines: Summer is hot, sticky, noisy, melty—and perfect for a poem that keeps coming back around. This week let’s write a triolet: a playful eight-line poem built from repetition and rhyme.
Thank you, David, for your dedication to hosting every week. And thank you Selma for the inspiration for this week’s prompt!
To my readers, thank you for stopping by and spending time with my blog! 💖🙏🏽