Sunshine in November—pure bliss, and by the sea, it feels divine. No cold to grumble over, no wind shrieking through my ears, no icy hiss to splinter sound.
Just warmth glistening on my cheeks, the sun a gentle kiss of gold, as we sink into deck chairs, dreaming of happiness, joy, and sweet, euphoric peace.
Seagulls drift above our heads, frail wings of vulnerability, scavenging the salted air for fragments of food of what’s left—and we, below, pretend we don't wish they'd go away.
Salt air rests upon my tongue—a memory of summers past, maybe of summers yet to come.
The tide hums its steady lullaby, each swell a breath, each sigh a promise that even in November, life remembers warmth.
We speak in half-whispers, not wanting to disturb the moment—the kind of stillness that feels like prayer.
Time loosens its grip; the world softens at the edges. Here, between sea and sky, I remember what it means to simply be.
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Denise Larkin
A writer of a BA with honours (2.1) in Arts & Humanities recently gained a Creative Writing Master's Degree. She writes poetry, fictional short stories, and is the author of the Time to Run series, Darkness and The Non-Human.<aT.
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This was soooo beautiful! Such a wonderful poem!
Your writing always feels effortless but meaningful.
I love the sea too. Feels so wonderful to be there reading these words. Loved this: "between sea and sky, I remember what it means to simply be."
Great feeling reading this poem. The quiet times with the sedated, blissful feelings are something I want to achieve. Beautiful poem.
Love these calming words.
Love a sunny beach.