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The Beach

By , 22 November 2015

The Beach
The Beach

The sand between my toes
the wind upon my face
the crumbling of the waves
spews salt into the air

A dog barks and jumps at the wind
a fight with an imaginary foe
a scatter of paw prints
is drawn into the sand

The sand swirls across the flat
the wind whips through my hair
the sun peeks from behind a cloud
then hides herself once more

No coffee shops no churches
no clubs no bars
no metro no mall
or pointless city hall

I'm home
I'm where I belong
I'm the salt
the sand

The beach

The Beach

About Roger Keays

The Beach

Roger Keays is an artist, an engineer, and a student of life. Since he left Australia in 2009, he has been living as a digital nomad in over 40 different countries around the world. Roger is addicted to surfing. His other interests are music, psychology, languages, and finding good food. Click here to subscribe to his weekly blog, or stalk him on Facebook and Twitter.

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