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The Beach by Franz L Kessler Thursday, January 13, 2005 Rated "G" by the Author. Share Print Save Become a Fan

The Beach Dark foggy night embraces dawn, a salty smell Stars struggle to pierce a silent mist Sea snakes emerge and wiggle up a sandy ramp To catch a frog or two Morning dawns Low-tide mirror, gently rippled Joggers leave footprints in wet sand A lonely fishermen pulls a net Gentle morning sun, the tide is back Moms descend with their naughty spoiled kids To build sand castles and splash around Scrambled eggs breakfast is over Blazing sun at noon Glimmering emptiness, a lazy heat Some enthusiasts push their boats in the surf Time for a good margarita Afternoon mellows Joggers and swimmers are back Gentle breeze in the palm tree The bar is filling up Night is falling Fisherman inspect their nets Where music and waves merge Lovers embrace Midnight emptiness The last drunkards have staggered home A lonely beach belongs to the spirits As a yellow moon sets afar � 2005 by Franz L Kessler

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Reviewed by MaryGrace Patterson	7/19/2006

Great images, one can get lost in the special world you've penned....M




Reviewed by Regis Auffray	1/22/2005

You take your readers "in the moment," Franz. Well done. Thank you. Love and peace. Regis




Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader)	1/21/2005

Totally captured and brought me a day at the Beach Belongs to the spirits _ I love that. This is Wonderful Thanks It's hard to be humble when you're so good ins't it? love Tracey




Reviewed by Sara Coslett	1/20/2005

Sounds heavenly. You are very good at observation. ~ Sara




Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain	1/18/2005

Franz, Great pic - decisively perfect write - imagery superb!! Best regards, Robert




Reviewed by Marilyn Seray	1/17/2005

wonderful, wonderful. I love the beach. my favorite place to be




Reviewed by Tinka Boukes	1/15/2005

Excellent write Franz!! Love Tinka




Reviewed by Mr. Ed	1/14/2005

I love this ode to the beach, Franz. Beaches truly are many things to many different people and creatures. This poem also makes me want to hop on a plane and head down to the Pacific coast of Mexico - I can already smell that lovely sea breeze - and taste that first margarita - Aah!




Reviewed by Reginald Birch	1/14/2005

Just what I needed on this cold winters day Franz. Thanks Reg.




Reviewed by George Jackson	1/13/2005

Quite vivid, very well composed, Franz. I could almost hear those ocean waves.




Reviewed by Sandie Angel	1/13/2005

Hi Franz: You have created such wonderful imageries. Enjoyed this a lot! Sandie May Angel :o)




Reviewed by jude forese	1/13/2005

excellent beach poem ... great visuals ... reminds me of Key West ...




Reviewed by Janet Parker	1/13/2005

You conducted a 24 hour visual beach tour. This is a great poem.




Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)	1/13/2005

This is a nice reminder of a beach and I wish that I had one right now to walk on.




Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)	1/13/2005

Life's a beach..Make me wanna go on holiday. Somewhere, where that round hot thing shines in sky..




Reviewed by john zimmerman	1/13/2005

a gentle/grand slice of life -- nicely realized john+




Reviewed by E T Waldron	1/13/2005

Interesting and wonderful imagery of a days cycle at the beach I like the way you depicted this one Franz, a lovely word picture! Love, Eileen