Seeing the sea

I see bright and beautiful translucent blue, when I see the sea, in my dreams.

I see speckled and sparkling, sun drenched sand, when I see the sand, in my dreams.

I smell salt and seaweed and sunscreen, when I smell the beach, in my dreams.

I smell summer, when I smell the ocean in my dreams.

The water is grey and sad and littered with rubbish, when I see the sea, with my eyes.

The sand is dull and pale and littered with rubbish, when I see the sand with my eyes.

The smell is strong and unpleasant and lingering, when I smell the beach, in person.

I feel sadness and worry and heartbreak, when I see and smell and feel pollution, of our ocean.