Hundreds of tiny dots shone cheerfully along the smiling crescent moon; in contrast to the pitch dark gloomy background. The charcoaled haired teenage boy persistently dragged us in his old rackety four wheeled vehicles to an unknown scene. He kept bragging about his founding as he found his way in the cold, desolated street in the dead night. The marvelous journey had just started.
An uninhabited, isolated beach caught my sight as I get off the car. A cool summer breeze brushed off my cheeks as my feet sinking into the soft tickle sand. The wind swirled harshly along with the smooth sailing waves clashed antagonistically into the rocks. The never ending clashed repetition vibrant and the whistling draught created a serene melody any men could
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A new day had just begun. The light brought up the radiant beauty of the untouched beach, creating lives out of the isolation. The shimmering beige of sand and the azure sky started to glow with brilliant luminousity. I took a deep breath of the fresh unpolluted open air, an uncommon phenomenon in our advanced technology polluted city, and start a brand new day.
A rare tranquil scene under the harmonious azure sky. The peaceful, gentle, calm sea stretched out far away, giving off a relaxing sensation. The never ending waves now calmly clashing to the rocks faintly. I could feel the infinite movement of the gentle waves along with the warm sunlight injecting my bone with a good supply of vitamin D.
As I walked across the sparkling golden grain of sands, leaving a deep footprint, which follows my steady footsteps, I spotted tiny, barely visible sea creatures hunting for their survival. The fierce, ferocious fight between two organisms battling over food reminded me of natural selection, survival of the fittest rule seemed to apply in this natural world.
Equal to the sea, the sky also captured the tranquillity of the scenery. The fluffy cloud wafted around the pale blue sky. A pair of seagull disguising as the cloud flew across the sky and snucked down to the sea capturing their prey. All in a
"The water of the Gulf stretched out before her, gleaming with the million lights of the sun. The voice of the sea is seductive, never ceasing, whispering, clamoring, murmuring, inviting the soul to wander in the abysses of solitude. All along the white beach, up and down, there was no living thing in sight. A bird with a broken wing was beating the air above, reeling, fluttering, circling disabled down, down to the water." Chapter XXXIX
(47) " All along the white beach, up and down, there was no living thing in sight. A bird with a broken wing was beating the air above, reeling, fluttering, circling down, down to the water.when she was there beside the sea, absolutely alone, she cast the unpleasant, pricking garments from her, and for the first time in her life she stood naked in the open air, at the mercy of the sun, the breeze that beat upon her, and the waves that invited her. How strange and awful it seemed to stand naked under the sky! how delicious!
The smell of the restaurants faded and the new, refreshing aroma of the sea salt in the air took over. The sun’s warmth on my skin and the constant breeze was a familiar feeling that I loved every single time we came to the beach. I remember the first time we came to the beach. I was only nine years old. The white sand amazed me because it looked like a wavy blanket of snow, but was misleading because it was scorching hot. The water shone green like an emerald, it was content. By this I mean that the waves were weak enough to stand through as they rushed over me. There was no sense of fear of being drug out to sea like a shipwrecked sailor. Knowing all this now I knew exactly how to approach the beach. Wear my sandals as long as I could and lay spread out my towel without hesitation. Then I’d jump in the water to coat myself in a moist protective layer before returning to my now slightly less hot towel. In the water it was a completely different world. While trying to avoid the occasional passing jellyfish, it was an experience of
The water was calm, like the morning; both were starting to get ready for the day ahead. The silent water signals that although rough times occurred previously, the new day was a new start for the world. As I went closer to the water, I heard the subtle lapping of the water against the small rocks on the shore. Every sign of nature signals a change in life; no matter how slight, a change is significant. We can learn a lot from nature: whatever happens in the natural world, change comes and starts a new occurrence. I gazed over the water to where the sky met the sea. The body of water seemed to be endless under the clear blue sky. The scope of nature shows endless possibilities. Nature impresses us with the brilliant colors of the sky, the leaves, the water. She keeps us all in our places and warns us when we are careless with her. After all the leaves have fallen from the trees, she will offer us the first snows of the year to coat the earth with a tranquil covering. That will only be after we have recognized the lessons of autumn, the gradual change from warm to cold, rain to snow, summer to winter.
The effects of colonialism and societal power dynamics have a much bigger presence or impact on our everyday lives than one may realize. In the poem “American Arithmetic” by Mojave poet Natalie Diaz, readers explore themes of colonialism and cultural erasure in Native American backgrounds as expressed by the poet while she simultaneously highlights the long-standing effects that continue to linger throughout various communities. Similarly, the poem “No Country for Black Boys” by Joy Priest examines the relationship and power dynamic between the colonizer and colonized as readers follow two drastically different accounts of an older white man and a young black boy while taking into account different ideological beliefs that make themselves present
There I stand on the Atlantic Ocean beach in Daytona, Florida. It’s 7:49 A.M, June 28, 2015. I feel my size ten feet sink into the frosty sand. With my board in my left arm, and sand covering my body, I seize my direction towards the blue ocean. As I halt at the base of the monumental ocean, I gaze in both directions, not a life in sight. I feel at peace, solitude, in my own meager world. As the crisp ocean mist wipes my sand replete face, I bounce into the ocean with my board under my body, cruising into the profound blue sea.
After the Albatross is shot at, the descriptions of nature seem to have a lot more meaning and add more substance to the plot of the poem. The natural world is given a supernatural-like power. Ocean represents the mystery of the human
Nothing moved but a pair of gaudy butterflies that danced around each other in the hot air. Holding his breath, he cocked a critical ear at the sounds of the island. Evening was advancing toward the island; the sounds of the bright fantastic birds, the bee-sounds, even the crying of the gulls that were returning to their roosts among the square rocks, were fainter. The deep sea breaking miles away on the reef made an undertone less perceptible than the susurration of the blood.
Closer and closer to the calm water, I began sinking deeper in the sand. It was comforting, the silence, tranquility, and warmth of the faint sun. There is a slight breeze, warm, but cold and lonely. I could smell the scent of fish blowing through my hair and body. The sun was still fading, slowly but surely the day was almost over. About half of it is gone now. I could see shades of blue, red, purple, and pinkish-yellow. They were mixed with puffy clouds that lined the beginning of the sky and the end of the water. I noticed the darker shades on the bottom of the lower clouds.
Walking on a land of gold, the sand being so soft and smooth, glistens as it reflects the suns rays with joy. Cool, light and refreshing, the breeze gently eases up against my skin and glides through my hair, sending a gentle shiver up my spine. The rustling of leaves, small array of birds and delicate splashes of the sea are amazingly soothing and relaxing. The whole beach itself looks like a painted picture with a spectrum of colours all merged with one another. The sea also showing off a wide range of colours that reflects of the surface, like a dancing peacock showing off its finely detailed feathers.
The dull light of the sun somehow manages to kindle my senses in a way I had never seen or felt before. Everything felt like it came to a standstill and the effect of the light made the scene look like one in a painting. The waves break gently into white foam on the black beach. The small crystals in the sand glimmer and twinkle brilliantly against the sunrays. The seagulls ride with the wind and the soft sand cushions my toes.
The crisp, blue water of the deep blue is a world untold, filled with mystery and gaze that I often enjoy the company of, when the opportunity is granted. The magnificent smell I get stepping out on the hot, beige sand of salty air, of fresh emerald sea weed. The smoothness of the sand running between my toes, and the first leap into the icy blue freshness that bursts onto my body with the gush of the powerful waves. The force of the waves pushing you back and limbness of letting her take you aback.
As I walked down the sidewalk, my nose picked up the salty scent of the sea breeze. I looked ahead and saw the gleaming beach in the far distance. Before me, the tranquil city along with the endless blue sea sandwiched the golden beach that stretched across for miles. Then my eyes were grasped by the incredible beauty of the city skyscrapers that stood hundreds of meters tall, and they probably had also captured the sight of many other tourists. Some people were jogging and others were bike riding Just as the yellow sun rises from behind the buildings. It’s easy for many people t...
The air around him was sweet with the smell of the pines and the flowers growing around the shore. The sun shown low in the west, and he was thinking to put in to shore, but this was a peaceful lake and there were no others around to disturb him, so he was in little hurry to leave. He just shipped ores and let the boat drift on the glassy water. As the sun went down the sky turned to lavender and peach, and the water mirrored it in perfect reflection.
As I walked down the worn dirt path to the ocean, I was astonished by how many people were lounging by the water.. As I got closer to the water’s edge, I contemplated why more people don 't swim and decide to tan in the sun instead. The feeling of being alone with the ocean and my thoughts played in my mind.