Cool breezes whip at my hair
Gentle waves ripple over my toes
Seagulls take to the air
and sea mist tickles my nose.
© Chrissy Siggee 2020
Archived in: Poetry Mix
Cool breezes whip at my hair
Gentle waves ripple over my toes
Seagulls take to the air
and sea mist tickles my nose.
© Chrissy Siggee 2020
Archived in: Poetry Mix
Sounds lovely! Your words have taken me there!
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Thank you.
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Cool breezes caressing your hair? A breeze ‘whipping’ sounds like it’s more than a breeze. Just my thoughts. Lovely short piece that evokes a beautiful moment. G:)
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That would depend if the “breezes” are usually hot winds that blows sand in your eyes. 😉 Thanks. Your thoughts are welcomed.
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Yup! It all depends on how one defines a breeze. Take care. G:)
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🙂
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Isn’t there a ‘sirocco’ that fits the bill?
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Probably but I wasn’t thinking about siroccos when I wrote it. LOL!
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I would love to be there! Blessings Chrissy!
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It’s a beautiful part of Australia.
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Nicely evocative
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Thank you Derrick
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