Penn State York

“RYE BEACH” BY SCOTT ELLIOTT

Playing with my beach toys in Neptune’s meadow
digging moats and building castles
crisp hot dogs with mustard as spicy as a jellyfish milkshake
waiting an hour before swimming

The tide sweeps in

Sitting in a beach chair
watching girls through dark aviator glasses
reading paperbacks and laughing with my brother
Coppertone, Coppertone, Coppertone

The tide sweeps in

Smoothing oil on my girlfriend’s back
racing to the water and splashing each other with laughter
just us, no one else, just us

The tide sweeps in

Four beach blankets now
“Wait an hour before swimming”
“Don’t throw the sand”
we say and enjoy our lunch

The tide sweeps in

Two people strolling the sand
it’s cooler this summer, hugging my love
we wear long sleeve shirts

The tide sweeps in

I sit alone on a bench overlooking my beach
I think of digging moats and building castles
of two laughing children and noontime strolls
How I miss smoothing oil on her soft tanned back

The tide sweeps in

The tide sweeps in my love, the tide sweeps in