English Description coursework It was beautiful, the sweet air kissing my lips, my salt-watered soaked feet parading up the soft shores

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Nadine Eden C11S

Descriptive writing- Paradise

It was beautiful, the sweet air kissing my lips, my salt-watered soaked feet parading up the soft shores, all sloppy between my toes. Trees too high to see, blinded by the eye of heaven burning through the leaves, and through the trickling streams meandering gently through the pathways. My mind was a swirling vortex filled with these iridescent colours of beauty and sunshine, and the smell of the fresh salt was so perfect my eyes were filled with warm droplets of satisfaction.

Far away from the smelly sickly and stupefying air that surrounds the busy cities, and the pathetically tall buildings, lies this neat little section of heaven. Palm trees identical to the one on my right and the left lining my path along the golden carpets of sand rolling and rolling across the bay.

I glance across to the ocean and watch the huge waves grow smaller and smaller until they turn into a white foam and froth on sand. Shells and seaweed are dragged in and out, until they are either trapped upon the hot sand or sucked into the ocean's void. Fishermen's boats