beach – Kelly Severseike

On The Beach

People walkin the hazeI watchwith amazetheir abilityto remainstable wherethey cannotsee.They moveas if nothingspectactularis happeningin front ofthem, as ifthey coulddisappearand not beseen again.The body remainsgrounded toearth, the mindadjusts, normalizesthese unstabilizingmoments.

Out of Focus

I watch the waves hit the shore distracted by my own thoughts playing on a loop in my brain. I breathe in the fresh air first time out today. I stopped by the ocean to appreciate the sun, relaxing way to spend a chilly Sunday in November.

a little poem filled with gratitude

I wasn’t a beach person. I hate sand, the feeling of it Between my toes is less than ideal. Being overheated and running out of Water while lounging was always my deal. Not choosing how long I was there Caused me to be restless. This was until I lived by a beach. Paying attention toContinue reading “a little poem filled with gratitude”

Summer Bliss

I soak up the sun on a Saturday morning getting lost in my book as cars continue to make noise as they drive by, I tune out the loud sounds of the street. After several attempts due to my lack of reading interest, I finally found a spot where I can sit back and read,Continue reading “Summer Bliss”

Magic Hour

I put coins in the meter Then walk down to the beach After a long day at work I just want to move my feet The day has been oh so hot My legs feel tense Standing in place Getting used to The patterns that Come along with being Some place new I remind myselfContinue reading “Magic Hour”

reading spots

on a park bench under a tree facing the beach on the beach toes in the sand away from the sun under the sun on a chair in the grass on the grass by a campfire facing a lake next to lake in a camp under a lamp using a lamp to finish a bookContinue reading “reading spots”

Cycles

Noun. This is how I experience a cycle of anxiety. It’s when my body senses danger, and my mind springs into action. It happens in a split second, even when there’s no danger to be found. I become distant from my thoughts. It’s like I’m watching a movie that plays the same scene on repeat.Continue reading “Cycles”