Poem 01- Edisto
I thought it might be fun to publish some of the poetry I worked on last year during school. None of this has been seen before, all of it is original, some of it I am proud of. This one is called “Edisto.”
By quiet waves lapping the shore
Wind whispering sweet nothings into my ears they never cease
Because the soft sand between my toes
Because the shells I shift through to find treasure
Because the sky is the color I painted my room at nine
a soft color that reflects the calm waters
Because the rolling dunes fall over one another
Like stampeding grains of sand
Because the wood reacts to every movement
Every step a familiar journey to the door
Because when you knock your sandals off at the top of the steps
Each clap shaking millions of molecules
Because the fourth of July
Because the sweet smell of suntan lotion
Because this place