Myrtle Beach Series - September 2022

Doctors Care

sun through the glass door shines

on my lower left leg as it rests

on a ladder back chair to elevatte

for better circulation...  out of the

corner of my eye, I see the water

that I am unable to visit today;

Doctors Care supplied me with

pills to cure my infections and

the price paid for this is to stay

inside...  my cures is worse than

the illness and I see no reason to

sequester myself inside this condo

coffin any longer than I have to...

shadows on the floor of a dancing

foot catch my attention and I move

it like a puppet to create variation...

words from the television behind
me alert me to all the information

I don't want to hear as it never seems

positive and is rather depressing...

vacations are not supposed to be

spent inside so outside venturing

I will soon go and no doubt will be

back inside within an hour or two

when I have learned my lesson.

9-16-2022

Another Day

waves approach curl and

vanish in the sand, leaving

white caps foam remaining,

dirty water from the east

attacks our eastern coast

western water attacks our

western coast simultaneously;

we sit in chairs on both side

and watch it happen everyday

and as it erodes our lands, we do

nothing about it but complain;

water chariots carry tourists

up and down the shorline as

they pay to see what they could

see walking for free...  it is 

all capitalism and free enterprise,

taking the money from the average

and giving it to others to make 

them wealthy...  and, all is done 

in such a way that no one cares,

or wants to care about the issue;

police in blue trucks pass by

once an hour or so as tourists

hide their drinks in towels and

the uninformed law makes no

arrests today...  seeing what we

want to see and no more...  it is

just another day in America

before the weather turns cold 

and we pack up and go home.

9-16-2022

Time Well Spent

sand castles adorn the beach

like an unconnected necklace

leaving space to add a smaller

castle created by a small child,

while the larger ones are always

constructed by the adults for

their children to admire...  a

sand artist who sometimes 

visits sculpts a figurine that all

the oily walkers must stop and

photograph, filling up space on

their iphones...  grandmothers

play with their grandchildren as

grandfathers play with their golf

clubs and widows congregate

together sharing umbrellas and

stories of those who had left

them all behind...  tourists from

all over see this place as a place

to be lazy and break the monotony

of an otherwise boring life...

reaching inside the cookie jars

to pay for it all...  sisters and brothers

aunts and uncles, nephews and neices

all gather willingly to ask forgiveness

for their desire to be here and not

where they need to be temporarily.

9-16-2022

The Sun's Domain

a breeze blows from behind

it is the norht they say angry

at all the warm weather still

available down south...  seagulls

soar against the breeze and are

lofted into the sky, only to dart

back down to retrieve something

from the water...  they can slide 

along the coastline with such

grace as if being tossed out

like a hand glider...  the sun

sends down its rays through

the clouds like parachutes

without passengers and all

the tourists now have reasons

to leave their villas...  a guard

of life walks along the sand

looking for violators, sitting

in chairs without paying, then

to the water to see if anyone

is drowning...  droplets fall

from the frozen bottle of water

sitting on metal struts above

my head hold up the umbrella;

when the ice is gone, it will be

consumed...  but until then, it 

melts away...  noonday sun has

peaked everyone's interest as

they huddle in avid consersation.

9-16-2022

Mindlessness

cloth bags of rice or beanss fly

through the aire hoping to hit the

opening of the elevated wooden

platform, thirty feet away that had

been tossed by the competitor,

needing only a point or two to win...

watched by others, the male and 

female toss their bags one after the

other in the blazing sun, not fearful

at all of a potential sunburn...   they

play for several minutes and finally

one bag hits the hole but it is rather

difficult to tell which one is the male,

as all characteristics appear to be 

somewhat identical...  but then there

is the obvious as the female wears

a covering above her waist...  crowds

of well wishers have gathered to 

cheer on the victor while others offer

words of wisdom and advice...  I sit

under my umbrella and watch the

spectacle unfold and could care less

as to who won or lost...  my chair is

facing in their direction and ther is

absolutely nothing else to look at.

9-16-2022