SPF
Thirty-three
Slathered on
Sun, sand, sea
Sound of surf
Hitting land
Whoosh shhh ssss
Sea sun sand
Sinking down
I can’t run
Grit twixt toes
Sand sea sun
Red as beet
Seaweed scent
Sandy feet
Day well spent
Tanka Tuesday prompt was to use this picture as inspiration and concentrate on imagery.
This is a Cethramtu Rannaigechta Moire, an Irish poetic form that requires 3 syllable lines in quatrains. The second and fourth lines rhyme.
Haven’t spent a day at the beach in a long, long time.
Hot Dogs and Marmalade 
rpm
revolution
oooh yeah
I love your poem, Sally! I love how you share so much in so few syllables! And your use of sun, sand, sea in various orders to rhyme was fantastic!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
Thank you! It was a fun poem to write. Once I found that form, everything just fell into place.
Lovely and very realistic!
Sally, this Irish form is fabulous. I love all the imagery… “Grit twixt toes, and the sound of the surf.” Well done. 💚
I really like your light-hearted, almost Seussian, take on the prompt photo. I also enjoyed how you took the three key words to rhyme in your Irish form.
Excellent, better get the sun cream out 💜💜
Grit twixt toes, love that line!
How fun! I love the rhyme, rhythm and rotation in each stanza. I can sing this poetry all day. 🙂
This is so full of whimsy! I love it, Sally! ❤
~David
I have never been a beach person.