Makarska

Makarska

I wonder what that is over there in the distance?

It looks like a water slide and play ground floating in the sea.

How different the beach culture is here so packed with equipment.

Look at that lady with beach shoes, sun-safe swimmers, stretcher bed, umbrella, towel, and phone.

It’s like she packed to move to the beach for the day.

Maybe I am the strange one on the rocks with this simple Bikini on?

There are so many people on this beautiful hot sunny day.

Too many for me, I think over here is where I’ll stay.

The water is so cool and refreshing on my bare feet.

The rocks are so sharp, toasty, like natures concrete.

The mountains ominously loom down on the whole scene.

They trail away into the horizon like they’re lost in a dream.

Hmmm how peaceful it is to be swimming in the deep blue ocean?

I’m bathing in salty frothy waves that flow like a potion of emotion.

I guess travels are very refreshing on your normal perspective,

When you experience how things could be different from home.

So for now I’m happy to sit and letter my thoughts just to roam.

The sun on my skin, my hair in the wind, and peace in my heart,

Just relaxed and free on the rocks at last.

Poem by Alina Shirley