A grain of sand shows time. How everything passes me by.
I walked along this beach as a child.
I always remeber the smell of the ocean.
I never felt such a pleasent breeze.
I remember the waves that crashed like my faults,
I thought about the times that I never swam ashore.
I always would clench my fists with pain,I would cry into the oceans tide.
I remember it like it was yesterday,
I would wake early and follow it untill dawn,
I would cherish its high's and it's low's.
It drifted me into bliss, it wraped its beauty around my soul,
I walk as an adult, but it carried me as a child.

I love the ocean. It 's where my mind can clear itself of all the cobwebs. I wish I could live right there on the beach the rest of my life.

Your poem was filled with nice imagery, reminding me of my thoughts of the ocean and a time when my life surrounded those thoughts. Good work.

beautiful... and heartfelt. Your line about the smell of the ocean...
perfect... isn't it amazing how the memories can fade, but the scent of
something forgotten can bring back the image in clear perfection....

Definitly and even if you had a hard childhood those were the things that made you forget and smile

trancey repetition... very... trancey... repe... tition...

*falls out of chair*