Monday, July 4, 2016

Beach Nightfall--By Robert L. Porter, Jr.--United States

Beach Nightfall

Pelicans flying home in single-file flights.
Glowing gold hues and darkening blue sights;
Mists flowing slowly over wave-break whites;
Scene dotted with soaring wind-driven kites.

While crying seagulls seek nests pair by pair,
Nostrils are savoring the sweet sea air;
Beach phantoms are packing their gear with care;
Last fisherman casts out his final snare.

We feel the dusk breeze blow through our hair;
The setting sun is our apricot confrere.
What a prized place to be -- we love it there!
A wondrous day; thankful, we murmur a prayer.

Robert L. Porter, Jr. is a retired entrepreneur from several industries.  An early lover of poetry, he restarted his postponed writing of poetry a decade ago and has just begun seeking publication.  Primarily a rhymer, he writes on personal experience in life and love.  He is humbled by the wonderful works published in today’s contemporary free style journals.


  1. Robert,
    A great poem. welcome to Whispers. I like t write in rhyme too, but most my poems rarely are metered.
    Your new friend,
    David Fox

  2. "Beach Nightfall" is a beautifully-written poem, Robert, that is filled with rich images that provoke the reader's imagination. Well done. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!

    -MJ (

  3. Dear Robert,

    Thank you for sharing your lovely poem rich in imagery. The rhyme works well, too. I really like the closing line. Welcome to Whispers! I hope you enjoy your time spent with us. Best wishes with all your writing endeavors.