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A DAY AT THE BEACH

 

 

 

A day at the beach.

The sea breeze soothes my aching soul.

Seagulls taunt me with their cries.

Cold water tickles my toes.

Sand flows through my fingers.

A day in Oasis, Florida.

A day at the beach

Before The Dead arrive.

THE DEAD GAME

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WE WAIT FOR THE NIGHT

 

We wait for the night,

dry from the sun,

weak to our roots.

We yearn for moisture,

petals limp,

stems drooping. 

We wait for the night,

for the moonlight

to ease our pain.

We wait for the dew

to quench our thirst,

to replenish our souls.

We wait for the sun

to lift its fiery head

and begin its daily ritual.

We are ready

to face the new day

with arms lifted.

BURNT ORANGE

Photo: Whelan Works

 

 

The sky burns orange.

Winds whip in a frenzy.

Waves rush in.

Birds flee the scene.

Palm trees bow their heads.

The sun retreats.

Say a prayer for us.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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SHADES OF GREY

Shades of Grey

 

An orange streak hits the spot

Where day and night meet a lot.

Flames float to the sky

From arms raised up high.

The light play continues through the night

As we watch and hold each other tight.

The sky lightens to shades of grey

As it welcomes the coming day.

Happy, we made it through the long, dark night.

The rising sun is a welcome sight.

FIND ZEN

 

I want to find Zen.

I want to relax.

I sit.

Focus on the rocks.

Admire how they fit together.

How the sun shines on them.

Everything in perfect harmony.

I’m trying.

Not working.

Getting restless.

No Zen for me today.

 

TICKLE MY TOES

 

 

 

TICKLE MY TOES

 

They tickle my toes.

They line up in rows.

Oh! What can they be?

A starfish or three?

The water has a pink shine.

Too many colors to rhyme.

Red for my long, long hair.

Orange fish who swim near.

Yellow for the rays of the sun.

Blue for the water that’s so fun.

I can stay here the whole day.

The seagulls have come to play.

The birds circle around me.

Yes! It’s the best place to be.

RED LACE

FILLS MY MIND

 

 

The view fills my mind,

Soothes my soul,

Brings me inner peace.

The sweet aroma of flowers

Tingles my nose,

Draws me closer.

The sea air brushes my face,

Salts my skin,

Leaves cold footprints.

I’m running,

Eyes wide open,

Face to the sun.

I’m here

In the paradise

Of my imagination.