While some take to the sea to sun
To bake their skin a golden brown
Some stroll the beach, some take a run,
But you will find me treasure bound.

To bake their skin a golden brown
Smooth oil-slathered head to toe
But you will find me treasure bound
Along the shoreline tote in tow.

Smooth oil-slathered head to toe
Sun-screened, embarking on a quest,
Along the shoreline tote in tow
I think I like the blue ones best.

Sun-screened, embarking on a quest
Reflecting on their passage here
I think I like the blue ones best
Bright gems of stone honed by the years

Reflecting on their passage here
Some stroll the beach, some take a run
Bright gems of stone honed by the years
While some take to the sea to sun.

kat ~ 18 June 2016

For Jane Dougherty’s Poetry Challenge, a Pantoum inspired by the photo above and these prompt words: Bright, smooth, shore, blue, reflecting