Poetic Bloomings: The First Hello

We’re saying hello to the beach. What are you anticipating from the season? What recollections do you have of a great day at the beach? Maybe you are greeting the summer? Any salutatory opening will suffice. Recall them here and let us join you in saying Aloha!  

            The First Hello

I could smell it before I saw it,
taste it, feel it in the air…
salty, gritty, slightly fishy,
saw the dunes, great waves
of sand and tall grass,
then a peep, I stretched my neck
to catch a teasing  glimpse
of white capped peaks of grey blue
and a far horizon of azure sky and sea
that stretched in a straight line from
left to right then petered out
to a small dot, a bit of infinity,
that hinted of heavenly things.