Pamela Pauley-Perreault

COME WITH ME TO THE BEACH

Share in its beauty, share in its peace.
Let your hair blow loose.
Let your mind feel love.
Let your soul rest free.
Take a picnic with me on the beach (but watch out for the blowing sand).
Let's build a sandcastle. Let's play in the waves.

Share my poetry, my inspiration, the beach.

THE SOUL OF THE BEACH
As you walk down the beach
Get lost in it's beauty.

The silky shimmering sand
The dune grass waving in all it's glory.
The stones of the centuries
Unearthed by the tides,
The sea shells abundant,
Some cracked and some whole,
Telling their story of life now past.

The sunlight announcing 
A beautiful day,
As it sparkles and shines
On the sea and it's prizes.
In evening the moonlight
Beckons the lovers,
A kiss at the jetty means
More than the others.

The driftwood tells tales
Of the might of the sea,
The waves when they've stolen
The trees from the land,
Then churned by the forces
Held deep in the sea,
A gift from the sea
From the soul of the beach.

The soul of the beach
Begs you to search.
Examine it's beauty,
Enjoy it's gifts.
Take home a treasure, 
Remember the beach.
The beauty of nature
abounds at the beach.
The soul of the beach
Is waiting to share.
	
Pamela Pauley-Perreault   
 © 1996

LISTEN TO THE WAVES

Listen hear the starlings,
Look, the eagle soars.
Watch the ocean waves,
		Listen, hear them roar.

Pounding, dancing, leaping,
Cresting, sometimes weeping.
Watch the ocean waves,
	Listen, hear them roar.

Dancing ballerinas,
Waves so lithe and light.
Swaying, dipping, gleaming,
	Listen, hear them roar.

Catching beads of sunlight,
Stretching high to reach,
Grasping beads of sunshine,
	Listen, hear them roar.

Watch the sea gulls circling,
Dipping, sailing, waiting,
For the waves to feed them,
	Listen, hear them roar.

Waves of every specter,
Sighing, spitting, spilling,
Watch the ocean waves,
	Listen, hear them roar.

Listen, hear the starlings
Singing to the waves,
Asking them  to answer,
		Listen, hear them roar.

Pamela Pauley-Perreault
 ©1996

EDGES
Walk deep in the sand 
 At the water's edge.
Let your toes feel the cool
 From the tide coming in.

Walk deep in the sand
 Near the dune grass edge.
Let your toes feel the warmth
 Let the sunshine sink in.

Walk deep in the sand
 Near the jetty rocks.
Let your soul feel the pull
 Of the ocean so strong.

Walk deep in the sand
 Feel the undertow.
 Surrender your soul
 To the current so strong.

Pamela Pauley-Perreault
 ©1995