Vacation (An Alliterative Poem, Freewrite #37: Coconut)

Freewrite

Today, the freewrite prompt is coconut. Instead of the usual freewrite, I took a bit of inspiration from @bennettitalia and wanted to write it poetically. It did take me a little bit more time, as I wanted to make it alliterative, but I have not went back to edit it (except for line breaks and typos). I hope you enjoy this alliterative poem.

For those that do not know, alliterations are styles of writing where a some syllables or sounds are repeated within a phrase.

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Vacation

Sipping a cool coconut drink
on a Caribbean beach.
The sun scorches
on my already suntanned skin.
Fruity flavour in my mouth;
feet splashing in the waves of warm water;
sand stuck between my toes.

This is a beach haven; heaven.
The pure air eases my tension,
like a heavy anchor
my stress sinks into the seas;
yet unlike an anchor,
it dissolves into the salty water.

A gentle gust greets my face,
freeing my hair only to tie it up in knots.

Cheerful children playing nearby;
they shout and scream,
unless they are licking an ice-cream.
A beachball bounces onto the sea; ripples.
"Please, can you bring me the ball,
I don't know how to swim",
one boy asks nicely.
No problem, here you go.
And there they go,
playing with the wet beachball
which now got sand stuck to the wet side.

Not yet sunset,
but the moon is mingling with the clouds,
chattering about his tirednes and the ocean's tides.

Woken up and working way too early.
It plays hide and seek,
hiding again, then takes a peek.
I smile; the moon is the last drop of paint
on the vivid canvas picturing my vacation.

Welcome to the Sombre Days

Diseased Land is the thirty-fourth poem in the collection, Welcome to the Sombre Days. The book is available on Amazon and Kindle. I am also posting the poems on steemit; here are some of the poems I recently posted:

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