Personification Oceanside.

"Persunification Ocean side."

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The seashore's a cookie

the greatest treat ever 

sun-baked soft and golden 

and liberally sprinkled

with bright, colored pieces.


Scattered like confetti 

tossed by Mother Nature 

in a casual wave

over each grain of sand.


The ocean's a toddler

voraciously hungry 

as it nibbles small bits 

from each sugary edge.


Then biting off large chunks 

it leaps, and cavorts 

as it washes them down with

a frothy concoction,

lapping up every crumb 

in a splash of green tea. 


The seashore's a cookie

the ocean's a toddler

I smile as I watch them

interact endlessly! 

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Waif Waves! 

The tiny tot 
teases a wave 
her taunting toes 
tip-toeing in 
to chase the ebb 
then turning with 
timid, toddler terror 
to dash away 
from the onrushing tide 

Eventually a 
big crest spanks her 
smacking her plump bottom 
down with a shove to shore 
where she sits for a second 
considering her adversary 
then she waddles 
with a bit 
of an impish grin 
back to tango 
with the surf again 
daring the giant curls 
of the Atlantic 
to comb her out!


The ocean is 

endlessly in motion

each wave curl like 

fists to slam the shore

and then each peacfully recedes

only to roar back again

Leaving remnants of its

constant battles  that 

are pulled from the deep 

the shells of those who perished

in the age old war

to reclaim the shore

and those that are claimed

by the combers of beaches

are eventualy returned to the deep

ground into grains of sand

nothing is wasted  from the ocean

each of it's motions

first litter and mar

and then glean and reclean.

even the footprints of those

who frolic along it's edges

and dance in it's wet slaps 

are erased by the tides

leaving no evidence 

of their passing.

Time is much like the ocean

it constantly comes and goes

eroding our flesh bit by bit

as the years pass

it is a cruel fist

that is sadly neccesary

to glean and reclean

all who have become

no longer strong enough

to fight against its pull

leaving only our shells of flesh

as our spirit exits. 

but time bids us to

create carbon copies 

of ourselves so that time

can slowly claim them too

this is the process of life

it mimics nature 

in so many ways

day after day

and it is sad but also 

quite beautiful

so enjoy the seashore 

whenever you can

and enjoy the time your given

and do all that you can

spending all of your time

loving all of the others

who share it with you.

then like the ocean

 you will be remembered

by all whop spent time

at your side.