Childhood poems by the sea

at the seaside

At the seaside, I casually turned over the stones.

I saw it through the cracks.

A shocking childhood

At the seaside, huge waves

Took a good friend of mine once.

I have no time to call out his name.

There's no time to cry.

sky

You will lose weight.

Like a naked childhood

Still heavier than sea water

The waves rise, the waves rise.

Dead palm

One summer

water channel

under

Go ...

It sank.

I lost my childhood at the seaside.

I clung to the dusk.