Dark and light.
Am i here
or am i there.
A wind swept beach
or the open air.
Dark and cold
snow and ice.
The repper calls
death the price.
Am i here
or there again.
A wind swept beach
or an open plane..
poem by Roy Storey
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Swept Away
I was lying there
Lying on the beach
I dreamed you where there
Feel the heat
The sun and the waves
When you touch my hand
We were on a desert island
I had a dream
I was swept away
You and I are on an island
Where I thought the storm would never end
I saw your light on the horizon
And I knew that I was blown away again
No it doesnt matter
Yeah, it doesnt matter
cause nothing lasts forever
cause nothing last forever
No it doesnt matter
No it doesnt matter
cause nothing lasts forever
Nothing last forever
I was swept away
I was swept away
I was swept away with you
I was swept away
I was swept away
I was swept away with you
The rise and fall is endless
The risk you run of being lost in blue
You caught my drift while I was restless
When the current flows
Im gonna go with you
No it doesnt matter
Yeah, it doesnt matter
cause nothing last forever
Nothing last forever
No it doesnt matter
No it doesnt matter
cause nothing last forever
Nothing last forever
I was swept away
I was swept away
I was swept away with you
I was swept away
I was swept away
I was swept away with you
For a day
Or maybe for a lifetime
Break away
Is he throwing me a lifeline
As I say
That this will be the last time
Swept away
Will it end with you?
I was swept away
Swept away
Swept away
No it wont, no it wont
No it doesnt matter
Nothing last forever
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Rainy beach times
Children playing on a beach,
Nowhere to hide nowhere to seek,
Using there minds to play there games,
Running In the sand on a rainy day,
It dose not matter if the sun doesn't shine,
If the wind blows hard and the sands not dry,
There having fun so that's just fine,
Playing on a beach at two, three, and five,
With sand in there shoes and between there toes,
And wind swept hair and soggy clothes,
They feel no cold only time for fun
The moaning starts when they wet there bum,
It must look like desert to someone so young,
Who's two foot high and full of fun,
What an adventure it must be,
Playing in the sand and feeling free,
I can't remember ever being that high,
But we all must have though's of rainy beach times,
So as I stand here now alone on the beach,
Watching them play no hide and seek,
Spending this moment through children's eyes,
As they have there adventure and a rainy beach times.
Kevin Glenn
29-08-2011
poem by Kevin Glenn
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Swept Away
(d. hall/s. allen)
I was lying there
Lying on the beach
I dreamed you were there
Feel the heat
The sun and the waves
When you touch my hand
We were on a desert island
And I had a dream
I was swept away
You and I are on an island
Where I thought the storm would never end
I saw your light on the horizon
And I knew that I was blown away again
No it doesnt matter
Yeah, it doesnt matter
cause nothing lasts forever
cause nothing last forever
No it doesnt matter
No it doesnt matter
cause nothing lasts forever
Nothing last forever
I was swept away
I was swept away
I was swept away with you
I was swept away
I was swept away
I was swept away with you
The rise and fall is endless
The risk you run of being lost in blue
You caught my drift while I was restless
When the current flows
Im gonna flow with you
No it doesnt matter
Yeah, it doesnt matter
cause nothing last forever
Nothing last forever
No it doesnt matter
No it doesnt matter
cause nothing last forever
Nothing last forever
I was swept away
I was swept away
I was swept away with you
I was swept away
I was swept away
I was swept away with you
For a day
Or maybe for a lifetime
Break away
Is he throwing me a lifeline
If I say
That this will be the last time
Swept away
Will it end with you?
I was swept away
Swept away
Swept away
No it wont, no it wont
No it doesnt matter
Nothing last forever
song performed by by Diana Ross
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There Is A Party
RAP 1:
THIS IS A PARTY SONG THAT MAKES THE PARTY GOIN' ON
REFRAIN:
THERE' S A PARTY, DON'T YOU KNOW TODAY THERE IS A PARTY
OPEN UP YOUR HEART, WE GONNA START IT
WELCOME AT THE BEACH, THIS IS FOR YOU, JUST FOR YOU
WOH-OH OH OH, WHO-OH OH OH
WHO-OH OH OH, WHO-OH OH OH OH OH OH
RAP 2:
THE WAY THAT I LIVE HAS A BIG BIG PRICE,
SOMETIMES I'M NICE, SOMETIMES I'M ICE COLD
AND THEN IT'S SHOW
I STARTET TO DANCE, SO DON'T YOU KNOW
I GET DOWN WITH THE BEAT, LIKE I DID IN THE PAST
CONCENTRATE MYSELF, AND I'M DOIN IT FAST
HERE IS THE QUESTION, ARE YOU READY TO DANCE
WHEN YOU HEAR MY RAP RHYMES
YOU WILL TAKE YOUR CHANCE
REFRAIN:
THERE' S A PARTY, DON'T YOU KNOW TODAY THERE IS A PARTY
OPEN UP YOUR HEART, WE GONNA START IT
WELCOME AT THE BEACH, THIS IS FOR YOU, JUST FOR YOU
THERE' S A PARTY, DON'T YOU KNOW TODAY THERE IS A PARTY
OPEN UP YOUR HEART, WE GONNA START IT
WELCOME AT THE BEACH, THIS IS FOR YOU, JUST FOR YOU
RAP 3:
THIS IS A PARTY SONG THAT MAKES THE PARTY GOIN' ON
RAP 4:
YOU THINK I'M A STAR, I TELL YOU YOUR WRONG
I JUST MADE MY MUSIC, AND THAT MAKES ME STRONG
FOR SO MANY PEOPLE BEING A STAR IS A DREAM
WHEN YOU SEE YOURSELF ACTING THEN IT'S ONLY A DREAM
YOU SEE YOUR BROTHER DANCING, LIKE BEING A CLOWN
OR BEING A KING I MEAN A KING WITHOUT A CROWN
SO NOW LET ME TELL YOU JUST ONE MORE THING
YOU BETTER DO WHAT YOU WANT AND YOU START THIS THING
REFRAIN:
THERE' S A PARTY, DON'T YOU KNOW TODAY THERE IS A PARTY
OPEN UP YOUR HEART, WE GONNA START IT
WELCOME AT THE BEACH, THIS IS FOR YOU, JUST FOR YOU
THERE' S A PARTY, DON'T YOU KNOW TODAY THERE IS A PARTY
OPEN UP YOUR HEART, WE GONNA START IT
WELCOME AT THE BEACH, THIS IS FOR YOU, JUST FOR YOU
WHO-OH OH OH, WHO-OH OH OH
WHO-OH OH OH, WHO-OH OH OH OH OH OH
song performed by by DJ Bobo
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Happy Dog
I’m a happy dog at the beach
If I had the power of speech
I would tell you all
To throw my ball
I’m a happy dog at the beach
I’m a happy dog at the beach
There are no new tricks you can teach
I’m bouncy and glad
And my tail wags like mad
I’m a happy dog at the beach
I’m a happy dog at the beach
My joy is always in reach
Whatever the talk
It’s the best place to walk
I’m a happy dog at the beach
I’m a happy dog at the beach
As I hear the seagulls screech
I chase and I bark
Long into the dark
I’m a happy dog at the beach
I’m a happy dog at the beach
And I don’t want to start to preach
But if you ask me
The best thing to see
Is a happy dog at the beach
poem by Flying Lemming
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I Am The Beach...
As we walked along the beach, crashing waves
thundered in our ears and a light, salted mist,
dampened our lips.
The sun began to set and the voice of the beach,
traveled across the ocean waves.
'I am the beach, and here you shall find peace.
I am the beach, here you shall find love.
In this domain, my beach, the answers you
search for, could very well be found here.
For at this beach, there is much,
that has been revealed.
The sparkled, white grains of sand, that blanket
this beach, has been a bed of comfort, to many.
Pause, as you come upon this beach, and listen
to the symphony of waves and the chorus of
birds, singing their song, as they glide in the wind.
Feel the power of this beach, as it seems to
renew your inner being. You need not question
the beach and its mystical powers. For as
millions before you have found, the beach...
and its magical transference to one...have
existed, since the beginning of time.
Be not troubled, for the beach is close at
hand. You need only to deliver your strife,
to the tranquility of the beach and it shall
be exercised from you.
When you go from this beach...leave with
the peace that you have found here.'
Under A Blanket Of Stars...
As we walked along the beach, crashing waves
thundered in our ears and a light, salted mist,
dampened our lips.
The sun began to set and the voice of the beach,
traveled across the ocean waves.
'I am the beach, and here you shall find peace.
I am the beach, here you shall find love.
In this domain, my beach, the answers you
search for, could very well be found here.
For at this beach, there is much,
that has been revealed.
The sparkled, white grains of sand, that blanket
this beach, has been a bed of comfort, to many.
Pause, as you come upon this beach, and listen
to the symphony of waves and the chorus of
birds, singing their song, as they glide in the wind.
Feel the power of this beach, as it seems to
renew your inner being. You need not question
the beach and its mystical powers. For as
millions before you have found, the beach...
and its magical transference to one...have
existed, since the beginning of time.
Be not troubled, for the beach is close at
hand. You need only to deliver your strife,
to the tranquility of the beach and it shall
be exercised from you.
When you go from this beach...leave with
the peace that you have found here.'
Under A Blanket Of Stars
As we walked along the beach, crashing waves
thundered in our ears and a light, salted mist,
dampened our lips.
The sun began to set and the voice of the beach,
traveled across the ocean waves.
'I am the beach, and here you shall find peace.
I am the beach, here you shall find love.
In this domain, my beach, the answers you
search for, could very well be found here.
For at this beach, there is much,
that has been revealed.
The sparkled, white grains of sand, that blanket
this beach, has been a bed of comfort, to many.
Pause, as you come upon this beach, and listen
to the symphony of waves and the chorus of
birds, singing their song, as they glide in the wind.
Feel the power of this beach, as it seems to
renew your inner being. You need not question
the beach and its mystical powers. For as
millions before you have found, the beach...
and its magical transference to one...have
existed, since the beginning of time.
Be not troubled, for the beach is close at
hand. You need only to deliver your strife,
to the tranquility of the beach and it shall
be exercised from you.
When you go from this beach...leave with
the peace that you have found here.'
The Power Of The Beach
As we walked along the beach, crashing waves
thundered in our ears and a light, salted mist,
dampened our lips.
The sun began to set and the voice of the beach,
traveled across the ocean waves.
'I am the beach, and here you shall find peace.
I am the beach, here you shall find love.
In this domain, my beach, the answers you
search for, could very well be found here.
For at this beach, there is much,
that has been revealed.
The sparkled, white grains of sand, that blanket
this beach, has been a bed of comfort, to many.
Pause, as you come upon this beach, and listen
to the symphony of waves and the chorus of
birds, singing their song, as they glide in the wind.
Feel the power of this beach, as it seems to
renew your inner being. You need not question
the beach and its mystical powers. For as
millions before you have found, the beach...
and its magical transference to one...have
existed, since the beginning of time.
Be not troubled, for the beach is close at
hand. You need only to deliver your strife,
to the tranquility of the beach and it shall
be exercised from you.
When you go from this beach...leave with
the peace that you have found here.'
Girls On The Beach
Ah ah ah ah oo ooo ooo oo ahh
The girls on the beach
On the beach youll find them there
In the sun and salty air
The girls on the beach
Are all within reach
If you know what to do
How we love to lie around
Girls with tans of golden brown
The girls on the beach
Are all within reach
And one waits there for you
(girls on the beach)
The sun in her hair
The warmth of the air
On a summer day
As the sun dips out of sight
Couples on the beach at night
The girls on the beach
Are all within reach
And with the boys tonight
(girls on the beach)
Girls on the beach, girls on the beach
Girls on the beach, girls on the beach
song performed by by Beach Boys
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A Bright Sky
I walk down the beach in the beaming sun,
My feet sink into the sand, gently,
My hair is swept backwards as the warm breeze hits it,
Suddenly I turn around and everything is opposite,
My hair is swept backwards as the cool breeze hits it,
I feel as though I walk above the sand,
And I walk back down the beach in the night,
I look up and all I can see is darkness,
The night sky is lit by the moon and the stars,
It’s a bright sky.
poem by Sophie Shaw
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In Margate
The curtains in the bedroom
are drawn close
and you lie
in semi-darkness.
Through the open window
I can smell the sea
and hear waves breaking
beyond the road.
The wind pulls at the curtains
and every now and then
the white beach
and the blue ocean peeps in.
We came to Margate
for a holiday at the sea
to bathe is shallow waters
to swim with the surf,
to have some fun
and tan in the hot sun,
but darkness hangs
like a shroud over you
while the white beach,
the bright blue sky
and the dark blue ocean waits
on us to come.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Table Bay [2]
I can hear the waves roar,
slamming shingle on the rocks, the beach
drawing in and out
on Bloubergstrand
and the cadence is a age old shuddering
of waves breaking, continuing like before
and in the distance Table Bay
lies stretched out specked with
hundreds of little lights
like a enormous crown
with the flat mountain top
on display, etched against the night sky
and its full tide, the moon is full
yellow and magnificent
and the place of good hope,
lies on the shore
with waves breaking forever more
and lonely the beach stretches out before me,
in a long white ribbon
and the dark water goes out to the horizon,
almost as far as I can see
and the sea wind is fresh and new
and there's no light in sight
on the wavering ocean
just a darkness that envelopes me
as the waves
are throwing pebbles out
and drawing them in
before breaking on the beach
and there's nobody to be true to,
nobody to trust, only the reality of the here and now
and all hope, all promises, all joy and pain
remains the same
swept in and out of a confused world
forever breaking, forever rushing in.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Delray My Beach in Florida So Real Estate of Mine...
Paradise is the word,
no other to be called,
a beach like no other
The Sun here is to Shy
Shy! My SunShine
Delray, Delray Beach!
The Paradise...So easy to find...
So dear to me, for so long in my past,
You the Beach I desired...
And there you Are,
Always, day and night,
Beautiful Delray,
Open as no other heart
Safe, protected, Welcoming...
Love, My Beach, My Delray,
The City I call Home!
poem by Florida Angel
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We walked on the beach
We walked on the beach
my shadow and I.
Rocks protruded
out of the sand
and a big ship passed by.
The tide was high
and the angry sea crashed
and slapped spray
upon the rocks.
a Strong wind scratched
me with buckets full of sand
and I wondered what had happened
to a perfect day at the beach,
but later the wind died down.
a Single gull surfed the air
and suddenly it wasn’t there
and only the green sea,
the white-hot sun,
surf crashing on the beach
and I remained.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Down to the beach
Down to the beach
Down to the beach
On a sunny day we go
Beach bags packed with sun screen lotions
Hands rubbing people’s backs in slow motion
Glistening oily bodies radiating with sensation
Down to the beach
Down to the beach
Where a chilly sea breeze blows
Let’s have some fun
In the red-hot sun
Down to the beach
Only there the ladies reveal saucy behinds
Whenever the raging sun is still kind
Down to the beach
As never-ceasing waves play across the shores
People happily play dreading any rainy downpour
Down to the beach
Where young lovers closely nestle
As sand creatures cause the sand to bristle
Seagulls gliding in the air with screams and whistles
Kids picking up shells and building stormy sand castles
Down to the beach
Where mostly good vibes flow
Down to the beach
We go whilst there is still sun without snow
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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For M
THE GATE did not open for you
the window is still closed to date
there is no way then
for you to go inside
and be counted
as one of those lucky winners
of this day,
ain't no survivor but i am glad with the way how you dance to this
music of death
the world is wide, the seas are incalculable, space is always and
will always be open with the arms of its
unending horizon
i like your attitude
when you tell me that you are packing your bags with your family
for a vacation this summer
beach, white sand, colored balloons, banana boats,
cold Pensacola, a new bikini, buffet dinners,
fun, fun, fun, more and more fun
until then you have forgotten what lurking is
what death is,
don't mind me, i am also going that way
ah, let all those disappointment disappoint themselves
let those problems devise their own solutions
for the meantime, the beach is too inviting
take a dip, have that summer plunge, laugh and love,
take life to the full, up to its brim,
and let all those despair
envy you forever.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Bournemouth Blues
In the summer, in the baking sun,
Bournemouth oozes a sense of fun,
But in the winter, when skies are grey,
I have no real desire to want to stay.
Today, the silvery sea is surfer-less;
The wind on my face is cold and fresh.
On my face, I can feel the sea's spray,
As, along the prom, we make our way.
The beach beyond is now almost bare;
The wild wind roughly ruffles my hair.
A couple of people walk along the pier;
In the sea air, there is now left little cheer.
The sea is coloured like a grey battleship;
No kiosks are open for fish and chips.
At the seafront pub, we have a cup of tea;
We sit by the window, looking out to sea.
At the seafront pub, the people are all inside;
At this time of year, there's no Land Train ride.
Out on the ocean, no boats are bobbing about;
From the Fairground, there are no excited shouts.
Down on the beach, dogs are exercised;
Up in the air, seagulls execute noisy cries.
Towards the beach, the waves all race;
Topped with foam, which looks like lace.
That it was still summer, I really do wish;
The sounds of summer, I really do miss.
Along the seafront, we do not stroll,
Because the weather is far too cold.
Darkness starts to fall, come late afternoon:
In my opinion, it draws in way too soon.
The daylight now quickly begins to fade,
As, back to the Station, we make our way.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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The ocean, sun and sea
The calm water of Uvongo lagoon
brought tranquillity to you
and we would row a canoe
or float in that transparent pool
watching the cliff and the waterfall.
It was where the ocean, sun and sea
became a part of you and me
and you lay on that beach
of fine white sand
and walked up and down
in your black one piece swimsuit
which showed you big breasts
very alluring
perfectly tanned and looking gorgeous
as if treading on dry land
like the Israelites
before the flood waters came
with your eyes hidden
behind a pair of sunglasses
and a light wind ruffled through
your page cut auburn hair.
Later thunder fell from the sky,
a massive storm struck there,
the floodwaters came
and swept the lagoon,
the beach and shore
and everything away
into the blue sea
and then there wasn’t anymore
a you and me.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Memories Of The Beach
We went to the beach to get wind in our hair
to stand on the sand and simply to stare.
To let the surf tickle toes and dampen our clothes
as we played 'run away'
from the wavelets at play.
We went to the beach to climb on the rocks
find cool shallow pools where we'd take of our socks,
and peer in the waters to see what we might find
that the waves of the sea,
had last left behind.
We went to the beach to find coloured shells
the kind that when placed to our ears
make the sound of the ocean appear,
and gathered rocks that we never would find
in the places we walked,
for most of the time.
We went to the beach and all that, we did find
and the smell of the salt refreshed our tired minds.
I'll never forget the laughter and sounds
and the freedom to run,
on that wet sandy ground.
We went to the beach my family and I
and there we were one,
with the ocean, the beach, and the sky.
poem by David Taylor
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