When it never rained

Thoughts of you are like the castles
we built in the sand and when the
tide came in we fought a losing battle
of moats and fortifications.

Afterwards, washing the grittiness
wrapped in bathrobes, sipping,
a sunburnt neck that prickled
and your arm across my shoulders.

Like watching reruns of television,
the windbreak by the door and
the kite you tried to make
but broke on its maiden voyage.

These are the thoughts of you
the memories I will always keep,
a sunny day in paradise when,
as in childhood summers
it never would have rained.





Poetry by Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2008-03-06 at 10:37

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Neelima
I have some good memories at the seaside and you just reminded them. Lovely description, I was almost transported there.
2008-03-12


Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
When you're very young, it never really rains

lovely poem...brings back memories of my childhood, a thousand
years ago...

xxxx Stan
2008-03-07


V.V.Ramesh
good one and nice written my dear frnd..:)
2008-03-06