Monday, March 16, 2015

VaCay

how brightly shines the sun
with no restrictions
in its pursuit to the ground;
heat and humidity always follow
as if lost animals were
walking here and there;
darks blends in with shadows and
lights lay flat upon the wickedly hot sand;
cool waters
constantly flow inward
surrounding instantly
the castles made of sand;
green palm plums wave to us
as if we were locals
instead of just passing through.

8Aug14

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