Summer break is still new enough that we haven’t done too much complaining of boredom . . . yet. It’s open and we can sleep in and just breathe for a second. Paint, throw water balloons, read, . . . and go to the beach. Can’t forget the beach, where the sky breathes into the water, which slides into sand.
This unique place is one of our favorite destinations. If you’ve never made it to our neck of the woods, we have, arguably the best beaches in the world. Seriously Western Michigan’s white sandy, fresh water “ocean” coastline has often found it’s way into top mentions right alongside Hawaii, Florida, and the rest. So in honor of Lake Michigan, I give you:
Summer Blue
Undulating blue
curving
into
itself.
Its white fringed edge shimmers,
sparking gold,
sweeping into
sand coated toes
giggling alongside
bright pink half moon toes
wiping the feet clean
sinking
deep,
warm
sucking back into another arch of blue
reaching again for the laughter.
This poem actually came from a group of poems I wrote that was inspired by color. Want to see another? Give me a color and I’ll see what I can do. But be kind, I’m not sure what chartreuse looks like 🙂
In the meantime, I’d love to know what some of your favorite summertime activities are. Drop me a line in the comments to let me know.
Love it! Nothing better than Lake Michigan 🙂
I’m pretty sure there isn’t anything better. I love it even in the winter 🙂
Makes me want to run to the Big Lake. I grew up in Muskegon with Lake Michigan pretty much in my back yard. Your poem captures the essence of moments on the beach.
I wish we lived closer . . . but then I’m not sure I’d EVER get anything done. I’d just sit outside in the shade all summer long. I love the sound too. It’s a whole symphony in one elegant stretch of space. But that’s a whole other poem 🙂