THE GETAWAY

Sea grass waved summer in. The reflection of passionate clouds spread blankets of gray over sand.   It was the getaway, where coffee blended with onshore breezes; a flexible landscape with a flagpole. There were gray shutters outlining white trim and a red bicycle with a basket; the objects created art.   On the porch, … More THE GETAWAY

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ONE PAST YESTERDAY

I pulled down a dream. Opened like a present. I feel a full sun warming me; breezes reinforce the moment. Beach grass bends to rhythm. Bicycles, open shirts, uncombed hair.  Faces without voices.  Water reflections. Warm freshly tarred roads. The fragrance of low tide. Corners without boundaries. Each day writes its own menu. Radios speak … More ONE PAST YESTERDAY