d’Verse Poetics – Open Link Night #152

Today is Open Link Night at the d’Verse Poetics Pub. This means we submit a poem of our own choice of form, subject, etc. without following a prompt. Come join us today – add a poem of your own or read submissions by extremely talented folks. It has been brutally hot and so, optimist that I am, I am looking forward to cool weather and snow. My poem today reflects my love of snow – anytime, anywhere.   http://dversepoets.com/2015/07/23/open-link-152

January at the Beach
January – alone at the beach.
Gone are the self-conscious preening teens,
The children like raucous birds, their waists
Encircled with neon colored plastic swimming tubes.
Gone the sun worshippers – glistening with oil
And inviting skin cancer and admirers with equal aplomb,
Vendors wheeling carts of ice cream, cold sodas, beer –
The wave splashers and wave riders and wave surfers –
All of them gone.

January – alone at the beach.
Just myself and the dull tawny sand,
The gunmetal grey sky above, sea birds wheeling
In the limbo between grey sea and grey sky.
Into the salt air comes a breath of sweet –
I close my eyes and inhale, knowing.
Sitting there alone waiting…
Now the sea birds become silent as they dip into the ocean
For luncheon and even the waves, loud in the silence,
Seem to subdue and grow quiet.

January – alone at the beach,
Sitting on my blanket huddled in my down jacket –
I listen, I think, I inhale and then…
Like an errant feather from a high flying bird
The first snow flake circles downward and
Lands on the shell beside me.
More fall – large at first and then
Smaller and faster falling.
I stand and walk to the edge of the surf
Letting it brush against my boots.
Against the horizon, the snow is more plainly seen.

In the deep cold, the snow feathers coat the shells
Pebbles, seaweed, sand – mostly melting but making
fuzzy outlines on the forgotten artifacts
castoff from the abandoned ocean.
I hold my face up to the sky and laugh and stick out my
Tongue to taste the snow.
Snow falling and disappearing in the ocean,
Snow falling and slowly melting on my coat.
I haven’t spoken to anyone in several days.
The ocean, empty sand, birds, discarded shells
Are more than enough company.
I hold out my hand and snowflakes fall on my glove.
They stay long enough for me to fall in love
With each and every one before they disappear.
January – alone at the beach.

67 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. X
    Jul 23, 2015 @ 15:31:06

    The ocean is definitely more than enough company. I have been to the beach several times in the winter, and it is very meditative. The waves reset my rhythm for life. Now, I wont be getting int he water most likely. Ha. Not without a wetsuit at least. I have never been there when it snowed at the beach though. That might trip me out a bit.

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    • kanzensakura
      Jul 23, 2015 @ 15:41:31

      It is a meditative trip out….truly 🙂

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      • X
        Jul 23, 2015 @ 15:43:29

        Oh, I imagine. Usually when we go to the beach, I am with family, but they let me escape occassionally to be ‘alone’ on the shore. Small in the vastness, you know.

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        • kanzensakura
          Jul 23, 2015 @ 15:45:57

          My husband gives me, for my Christmas gift, a two week stay at the ocean in January. It is bliss. I never go when it is too hot. My hybrid Samurai/Geisha/Vampire skin burns too quickly, y’know. and there are all these danged people there – blocking the view, making noise….I’ll wake up at 2 in the morning and go down on the beach and just breathe in the solitude…listen to the waves and just…be.

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    • X
      Jul 23, 2015 @ 15:42:18

      Third stanza, third line from the bottom “did you drop and o in to?
      or is it accent?

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  2. Sabio Lantz
    Jul 23, 2015 @ 15:55:00

    Great painting of a different beach , a different feel.
    BTW , your D’Verse link does not work

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  3. claudia
    Jul 23, 2015 @ 16:07:11

    that is beautiful… so peaceful to be at the beach in the off season… i once went to brighton in november and made those long beach walks… so relaxing and beautiful – even in the drizzle

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  4. Glenn Buttkus
    Jul 23, 2015 @ 16:26:08

    My wife is cousin to silkies, I tell you, a Texas lass that just cannot get enough beach time. Like X said, we breathe the negative ions, we dance to the lapping waves, my wife wades out to her waist in the waves even in winter. We, like you, avoid the glut, the plethora of Spring/Summer & haunt the WA beaches in Fall & Winter, & yes, I have crunched on icy sand, & tongue kissed the flakes as snow joined the gray chilly party.

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    • kanzensakura
      Jul 23, 2015 @ 17:24:34

      The Atlantic is a cold and fiercesome creature in winter with icy waters and wicked undertow. Only the bravest of a few wet suited surfers risk being in the water. I love the water but don’T care to get in it. A few laps over my feet or wade to my knees in a creek…that’s it. I’m happy staying on the icy sand and being still and kissing snow flakes. My husband happily stays home. The stretch off the coast of NC I love the best is called the Graveyard of the Atlantic for good reason. But it is silent, magnificent, and wildly beautiful.

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  5. Ken Higginson
    Jul 23, 2015 @ 16:43:18

    “Alone at the Beach” is the very place I would like to be more than anyplace in the world. This poem has great imagery
    “The gunmetal grey sky above, sea birds wheeling
    In the limbo between grey sea and grey sky.
    Into the salt air comes a breath of sweet –
    I close my eyes and inhale, knowing.”
    Love it!

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  6. Linda Kruschke
    Jul 23, 2015 @ 16:46:50

    Once again you have made me, an ardent snow-disliker (I won’t say hater, that’s too strong), begin to reconsider and think that I could maybe love snow. Maybe. Or at least like it a little. But not speaking to anyone for several days? That would not be okay with me. Peace, Linda

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  7. billgncs
    Jul 23, 2015 @ 17:25:38

    the ocean still enchants in solitude

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  8. Mary
    Jul 23, 2015 @ 17:26:06

    This poem makes me think of Anne Morrow Lindbergh’s “A Gift from the Sea” for some reason. I have never experienced the beach in winter. I am sure it would be a totally different kind of experience. It would be neat to watch snow disappearing into the ocean!

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  9. Sanaa Rizvi
    Jul 23, 2015 @ 17:27:04

    There is nothing quite like a walk alone on the beach to clear your head and to connect with your surroundings 🙂 Such a lovely poem 😀

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  10. charliezero1.wordpress.com
    Jul 23, 2015 @ 17:39:02

    You’re words such a driven force and a power house magic.
    The words you combine in your poetry are magnificent and pure soul and heart.

    🙂

    P.SS My new poem I posted yesterday will take you to a journey beyond your imagination and odyssey.

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    • kanzensakura
      Jul 23, 2015 @ 20:48:58

      Thank you for the kind words. My reader has been acting wonky and i don’t see it there. Could you send me the link so I can read? WP did and update and and my reader isn’t behaving….likes not sticking, comments not posting….I’vehad other folk say the same thing. Bah.

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  11. Grace
    Jul 23, 2015 @ 18:41:32

    I love the solitude & nature’s companionship in your Jan poem ~ Specially admire this part:

    Just myself and the dull tawny sand,
    The gunmetal grey sky above, sea birds wheeling
    In the limbo between grey sea and grey sky.
    Into the salt air comes a breath of sweet –

    Right now though, winter is very far away, smiles ~

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  12. macjam47
    Jul 23, 2015 @ 20:38:55

    Wonderful poem. I love the picture of solitude and the abandoned and quiet beach.

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  13. thotpurge
    Jul 23, 2015 @ 21:12:06

    A poignant beautiful scene… snow on the beach must be lovely!

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  14. Prajakta
    Jul 24, 2015 @ 01:09:41

    Snow on the beach… this is something I’d love to experience one day. Love the meditative scene!

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  15. Alex Dissing
    Jul 24, 2015 @ 01:48:55

    I live right by a beach & I often walk it at random times of the day. Sometimes at night, sometimes in the morning. The sea is constantly changing, & so is the vibe every time you spend time with it. I’ve yet to walk the beach in the snow, I want to though!

    Great descriptions of a scene that is obviously dear to you. I saw it all the way through.

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  16. MarinaSofia
    Jul 24, 2015 @ 03:28:15

    Having lived through a 5 week long heatwave (no respite in sight yet), I can begin to appreciate thoughts turning to snow and January. And of course an abandoned, solitary beach is so much more appealing than an overcrowded one, where you can almost smell the bodies roasting!

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    • kanzensakura
      Jul 24, 2015 @ 06:51:10

      That is the truth! I look at people, on the beach, basting and slow roasting themselves and shudder. We’ve had heat indexes of of 105 – 108F for several weeks now and outrageous humidity along with frequent storms. I long for peace of winter.

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  17. Gabriella
    Jul 24, 2015 @ 22:51:18

    I like snow when the cold is bearable but I believe snow on the beach is not more enjoyable than in a more continental climate. One Christmas, my cousins and I, went for a stroll on the beach; it created a very special memory!

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  18. Grace Black
    Jul 25, 2015 @ 09:29:53

    The bleakness and resignation here are woven into something truly lovely. Wonderful descriptors pulled me deeper into the scene. Lovely!

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  19. katiemiafrederick
    Jul 25, 2015 @ 13:10:02

    Lovely.. the atmosphere of Winter
    i love the most.. is the
    air is so
    crisp
    just to
    breathe in Life..:)

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  20. mishunderstood
    Jul 25, 2015 @ 14:20:15

    Wonderful visuals. Winter at the beach is underrated. A bit chilly where I come from, but a great place to ponder your own thoughts and nature’s beauty without the sun and heat.

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  21. Abhra
    Jul 25, 2015 @ 18:40:41

    “I hold my face up to the sky and laugh and stick out my
    Tongue to taste the snow.
    Snow falling and disappearing in the ocean,
    Snow falling and slowly melting on my coat.”

    Really charming and lovable visuals you have in here…it sounds amazing.

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  22. C.C.
    Jul 25, 2015 @ 19:03:16

    Your descriptive voice here is so full of the love you have for “January–alone at the beach” that I can almost feel the tranquility myself as though I were there, walking the beach in solitude. Really beautifully written.

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  23. Desmond, Anthony (@iamEPanthony)
    Jul 26, 2015 @ 14:56:42

    The imagery is so rich… I love the peacefulness and pure solace… but yes, the ocean and empty sands are great company.

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    • kanzensakura
      Jul 26, 2015 @ 15:00:28

      Yes, they are. I love this alone time. A friend of mine who lived in Chicago used to tell me of his walks along the shore of the lake, in that brutal winter. It was one of many things we had in common.

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  24. nikibayard
    Jul 27, 2015 @ 17:39:18

    Oh how I love your poetry.
    Nx

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  25. Let's CUT the Crap!
    Jul 27, 2015 @ 17:56:18

    Dreamy,mesmerizing, intoxicating. The loud and the soft, I hear and feel it all. Love this, Kanzen. ❤ ❤ ❤

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