Amazing Kids! Magazine


By Alice West, age 17, London


Cylinders of dark water licking, retreating,
Tumbling like laughing, green glass;
Drawing closer to her toes, touching, tasting,
Trailing artifacts of the past.

Washes of salt gliding over her feet,
Dragging sand and silt in their wake,
Shingle with flesh colliding, teasing;
A worshiping circle they make.

Silken algae, she reaches, she studies,
Welcomes a giggle of childish glee
At the coarse, bubble-wrapped, drifted weed;
Gasping with curiosity.

The taste of the beach she breathes;
Its light breeze flutters over her skin;
The cry of the gull, soft to her ear—
Feels innocence riding within.