“Art flourishes where there is a sense of adventure.” ~ Alfred North Whitehead

“Art flourishes where there is a sense of adventure.” ~ Alfred North Whitehead

November 06, 2012

Old Paragraph

I was looking through the bits of writing I have saved and I found this. It's just something I wrote when I couldn't concentrate on my English work in high school. It was also something to try and cheer myself up and as an outlet for my emotions at the time. I was feeling really suffocated if I recall... Anyway, it is only a paragraph, but I really love it, and thought I would share it. Enjoy amigos!




                The waves danced rhythmically with the silent breeze, tapping its steady beat into the rocky shore. The breeze brought with it the heady scent of salt water. The small beach was pleasantly secluded from the outside world, completely surrounded by grasses and foliage. The heaving cities and fuming factories were far, far away –unable to pollute the perfect scenery and flourishing wildlife that lived and grew in abundance around this fragment of coast. The beach was known by a minority and so was not overflowing with bodies, greedily soaking up the rays like sponges. Only an aged married couple, a small family of three with a young infant splashing in the waves, and a male with his terrier disturbed the private atmosphere encasing the beach in a beautiful bubble. Creating its own perfect world...