Seaside Camp

Shouting teachers
"SHOES AND HATS"
sunscreen'd faces
sunnies slip
sand gritty
sticking

Swimming in surf
salty lips
swimmers dipping
surf dumps
sand sliding
smiling

Sand dune walking
seems forever
smoking, blazing
scorching fire
Southern Cross
stargazing

Stomachs rumbling
steak and snags
seconds offered
some taken
slimy custard
sloshing

Sunny days then
storm, more rain
sodden clothes
sneakers soaked
sleeping bags
spinning

Scrambling over rocks
surf crashing
snails, tiny shells
stuck onto rocks
startled, scatter’d
splashing

Smelly dead crabs
stuck in pools
sorted shells
scattered
sea squirts poked
spitting

Sting rays in surf
slide over rocks
seeking the fish
slowly toss’d
Simon touched
stinging

Starfish on hand
suckerfeet
strange sensation
surprising
sea water
splarkling

Sea urchins wave
spines of black
searching for a
starfish lunch
suckers emerge
seeking

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