Contributor Series 8: Feast and Famine
Watermelon at the Beach
By Laura Zucca-Scott
Watermelon at the beach
Sweet and red
Like elusive youth
Laughing at nothing
Crying at everything
Matching the color of sunset
While the ocean purrs
Alluring promises
The salty wind
Adding a peculiar taste
To the thirst-quenching sweetness
Nothing is better than watermelon at the beach
Fighting the shadows inside the soul
Fears yet to come
Lurking behind sand dunes
Waiting
But the flavor is so delightful
And solitude can be fought
With a last bite in a summer night
Laura Zucca-Scott’s poem I let my words purr like a cat appeared at vox poetica in September 2010.
This is lovely, thoughts of summer are enticing. Moments of freedom are delightful.