Saturday, June 18, 2016

MY OFFICE (#18 an "office" poem)

I stare out at the ocean
Waves crashing, seagulls crying
Hot sand in between my toes
Cool breezes hitting my face
I turn back to my writing:
A tough day at the office.

Caren E. Salas

1 comment:

  1. This makes me wish I was within an hour of the beach, great poem, mosk