Ocean's Treasure Not for Me

Day 2 of National Poetry Month

Post inspired by Bud the Teacher's Picture Prompt

Ocean's Treasure Not for Me

Bringing new treasure every minute

Looking carefully

to see what's in it


Using the waves to bring it to shore

Gazing endlessly

what beach walking is for


Washing and tumbling with the sand

picking through

sorting out on the hand


Dropping back down and washing out

"Treasure no more!"

crashing waves shout.


Taking trash back, out to sea

discarding away...

No treasure for me!




As I thought of this poem, I reflected back on the days when I was a child walking on the beach.  I always hunted for the perfect shell-like the ones I'd see in the stores-never to find such treasure.  Seeking perfection always-never satisfied...letting it go

Mother Nature's April Fool

Spring is Mother Nature's April Fool!

Looking, pining, begging, and cheering to see her step onto the Northern Hemisphere's stage!
Yearning to see
...rays of sun streaming down to warm us
Longing to feel
...breezes swaying the blades of grass
Waiting to smell
...scents of blooming flowers
Reaching to touch
...what is merely a figment of our imagination for now
Desiring to taste
...products of her early works of wonder
Please step forward, come out of the fog and end these cameo only appearances!
Stop playing Mother Nature's April Fool!

Inspired by Bud Hunt's National Poetry Month picture prompt of the day!