Ocean shell whispers
Drift across the vast, golden,
Powdery beaches.
A nicely constructed haiku and delivered Dominic. A full score and take care. And I guess we all miss going to the beach on these long, hot summer days.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Forgot to add, it's like a little bit a cooling calm that puts you at ease.