AUGUST 24, 2013

August was National Postcard Poetry Month and ever so much fun to meet the challenge of writing and mailing a postcard every day.  However, many things have occurred in my life and I have not had time to finish posting the month’s accumulation.  I’ll get a few up today.



She walks alone to the ocean,

Sea mist on her cheeks.

Alone, past the hedge,

Winding through ice plants

On rolling sand dunes.


She walks alone as rain falls

On soft white sand,

Alone with her memories

At the end of the lane.


   C.J. Prince



Ice plant growing on a sand dune.

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