Life at No.22, Poetry, Snapshots of Tauranga

Snapshots of Tauranga #12

Suzanne
The wind whistles past my ears, and then it meets the waves halfway.
I feel like roaring 
Like an angry lion
Echoing the sea and the rain.

I'm going to cycle to the beach
When the rain stops 
Then sit and listen.

To the sounds of the ocean
While contemplating 
The cycle ride home.

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19 thoughts on “Snapshots of Tauranga #12”

    1. Pleased to say your comment didn’t go into my spam folder.
      Our beach is sandy, though after a large storm, there can be debris on the beach. Though I understand the hypnotic sounds of waves on the shore.

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  8. Your poem paints a perfect picture of the majesty of the beach. As angry as it can be, there’s nothing as relaxing as sitting near the beach and watch and listen to the waves. I would love to have your beach in any weather, storm or calm, and be able to ride my bike there. I miss living near the beach so much, and I never lived close enough to cycle there.

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