Very Bad Archive
The Beach
Mad Cat Lady
Grains of sand grit my feet
Lonely walk down a beach
Salt breeze uncomfortably encrusting my face
In a layer to thin to be seen
only felt
And the tang of rotting vegetation from the mangrove won’t quit
Pervasive
I can nearly taste it
And the sunset looks beautiful
But you know it won’t last
And you won’t remember the details of a scene so vast
The mosquitoes start to bite
and sweat stings when you scratch
Sometimes it just doesn’t seem worth leaving the house
Mad Cat Lady has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Mad Cat's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Mad Cat's latest works: