By The Coast Poem by james watkin

By The Coast



Here do we feel ourselves again;
If not a new creature.
As what, aired and freshened is
Hung out; looks radiant.

Purged of dark skies, and drudgery
In this summer leisure.
Activity, whose sole need is
Just to be; each instant.

Monday, July 25, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: seaside
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