This is a poem I wrote on that pretend beach in my mind........what do you say?

[popsy-wopp...]

I reach down
grab a handful
of sand
..reluctantly
I stare out
the water
beckons…smooth
shoulders relax
my head nods
close my eyes
silent screams
crumble to the
ground…
as sand trickles
out of my
hand…
I become
one with
the sand…

for as far as you see
I will be there
you will see me
will you not
recognize
what I have become?
while you walk
on me
constantly
kick me beligerantly
the sea washes
me
I feel no pain
Hah.. I kick back, honey child

 

[mtheoryrules]

I have done this part
reach down
grab a handful
of sand
..reluctantly
I stare out
the water

I would kick you
but I am scared you would like it

 

[Giggles]

I would like to visit your beach some day, it sounds great!

Nice write, and yes, you do kick back.