One last effort to
find the shore
before the
Chesapeake Bay Bridge,
we turn toward
Cape Charles.
Two miles. What will we find?
A longer trip, for one.
Luck is in,
seagulls ank-ank-anking.
Fine sand is confetti
in my daughter’s hands.
Dunes have tried to
retake the boardwalk, but
we sink our feet in,
wobbling at the knee.
Sun burns our
pale winter flesh
to tourist-pink.
The water is still,
the horizon vast,
and our worries are gone.
Copyright 2016 Brenda Davis Harsham
32 thoughts on “A Peak at the Bay”
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I wish I was there, sounds wonderful Brenda! 😀 And what a beautiful looking beach you’ve captured! Reminds me of one in Norfolk called Holkham Beach. I think your sand is a little paler – gorgeous. It’s the only beach I’ve come across in the UK that looks like it’s in France. I found even Spain had some pretty grey ugly beaches – good job I didn’t go all that way for the golden sands! 😐 I hope you’re all having a great time?!!
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We had a great time. Sadly, we’re home again after a brutal 12 hour drive. 😦
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A perfect outing…. Camus believed the sea was a symbol of Infinity… I also think that certain moments contain that feeling somehow… Even if it might sound paradoxical, they are simple moments like a day out in the beach.
The three last verses sum it up perfectly… Beautiful, dear friend… All my best wishes. Aquileana ⭐
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Yes, we humans concentrate too much on the finite and miss out on the infinite. 🙂
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oh, it looks so great –
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VA is gorgeous.
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Im ready…when do we leave?
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Sadly, I left there already. Today, perhaps my first cherry blossom pix… 🙂
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SIGH…its ok, I’ll be at the beach in a few weeks anyway 😉 Thanks for the preview 😀
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Bring sunscreen. LOL 🙂
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OH I have that already. The sun does not like me!
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I love it, but my skin does not.
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I am allergic to sunlight, so I know what you mean.
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I’m allergic to chlorine. No pools. It’s tragic.
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LOL I am also allergic to chlorine. My skin is hyper-sensitive. My friends call me a real life Dark Fey LOL 🙂
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😀
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How very nice! The words and the picture capture the beach experience perfectly.
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Thanks, Ann. It was a glorious beach.
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“… our worries are gone.” Water can do that.
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Sky, birds, waves and renewal. Ahhh. Hugs
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Pretty much describes home…you caught bit beautifully Brenda! ☀️
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You’re lucky enough to live in such a place? I’m so jealous!!
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I actually live on the Eastern Shore..and love it here!!!!
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So cool! I’d’ve waved if I knew. 😉
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Love the beach!
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It was much more beautiful in person. Photos don’t do it justice.
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The poem is magnificent, the photo is blowing my mind.
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Wow, my photos aren’t even in the ballpark with yours. They are still on the subway making their way there. 😉
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Beauteous Capture!!
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Thanks! It was a gorgeous place.
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You set a nice scene Brenda.
xxx Hugs Galore xxx
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It’s beautiful here, David. Felt warm enough to swim, but we would have had an explosion of luggage. 🙂
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