Seaside Summer Stroll

Friendship can be so wonderful...

Seaside Summer Stroll

 

We walk side by side

With our hands brushing against each other

Until you take mine in yours tightly

Almost like a hugging caress.

We are on the sidewalk, passing the houses

In this little seaside town,

I feel like I'm inside a timeless painting

Taking it all in with you,

We turn down a brick walkway between

Tall buildings

Where big oaks have lifted some of the

Bricks in the far corners between these two structures,

the mortar cracked and split with age.

White picket fences across the street

Surround several spacious yards,

Some gardens are riotous in these backyards

or bordering

The sides of colorful cottages

Where blue rocking chairs are placed on wrap around

Porches with ferns gracing them,

Some houses are decrepit and crumbling

From neglect and absence,

Grass growing high with rusting cars hiding

Close to back alleys,

As children, next door play with

plastic toys together in a sandbox

And their dogs' bark as we go by,

Instead of stopping we keep walking,

And we only pause once we reach the local

Library,

Where we rest on a green metal bench

under a

sprawling

tree that is providing us with cool shade

As the summer sun beats down on our

World. --J. E. Cook ©2017

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading this!

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked the places you described. I enjoyed the journey and the views of the location you create with your words. I love walking near the sea. People, water and nature. Always a blessing for us who love nature. Thank you Josie for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

As always I enjoyed reading your thoughts about this one!
TY!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Josie.