Two Lost Souls, Like Beachcombers

Two lost souls, like beachcombersLooking for lost things; love & suchDistant memories of happinessThe feeling of being needed; a touchNestled within a Siren’s lullabyWe never could grasp our fateShrugging off the daily strugglesOur only choice is to circumnavigate

Hanging With Beach Bums & Bashful Babes

Hanging with beach bums & bashful babesSwimming in the surf on late Spring daysColorful flavors poured gently over iceSkin glowing after hours in the pleasant rays I thought I saw a Sea Hag along the sandThough she revealed herself to be a SirenCoaxing & teasing me with her demure allureWhispering that I might be aContinue reading “Hanging With Beach Bums & Bashful Babes”

The Warmth Of The First Coast Has Returned

The warmth of the First Coast has returned But the ocean haze is beating out the sunshine Sitting on the boardwalk, cold drink in my hand My love reading me the pages of ‘Dandelion Wine’ Summer hasn’t arrived with its full force In the breeze, the air cool, yet warm for March Sideways glances, thinkingContinue reading “The Warmth Of The First Coast Has Returned”

The Winter Is Too Warm

The winter is too warm But it’s too cold for tanlines The beach not quite deserted But I think that’s just fine I could use some freedom But you’d just call that semantics Splitting hairs when I’d rather Be engaging you in some bedroom antics You’d blush and slap my cheek But that’s mere foreplayContinue reading “The Winter Is Too Warm”

It’s Not Supposed To Be This Cold

It’s not supposed to be this coldDown along the beachThis is Florida after allWe’re out of Jack Frost’s reachThere should be some lawsMade by Washington’s hack’s & foolsTo keep the sunshine burningOr at the minimum, a union ruleUntil I get my wayI guess I’ll just have to dealDonning a parka instead of flip flopsJust knowContinue reading “It’s Not Supposed To Be This Cold”

I’m Driving Down By The Beach

I’m driving down by the beach Radio tuned to Lana Del Rey Trying to turn back the clock Warm, salty air to celebrate the day Looking for a moment to feel alive To relive the trappings of youth Ignoring the aches of aging To deny the inescapable truth

The Blazing Summer Sun

The blazing summer sun Attacking my pigment White thighs Gonna need aloe vera treatment Tender pink meat exposed Another bout of the Irish curse Naked flesh so easily burnt Need to be saved by a smokin’ hot nurse Can’t speak like that in 2020 I assure you, I truly understand But my perverted tendencies TheContinue reading “The Blazing Summer Sun”

Working On This Beach Bod

Working on this beach bod Lived my whole life up in my head Trying to become something lovable Society left me mostly ignored instead Attempts to create an unique existence Purging the dreadful; want something more An authentic soul bent on sincerity Giving you my all, but you’d rather have Thor I can’t be anythingContinue reading “Working On This Beach Bod”

I Once Had A Chicken That Went Meow

I once had a chicken that went meow I need to go I need to get out now They’re after me, you must understand Please help me, gimme a hand I’m constantly having to watch my back To keep them from giving me the smack Soon I’ll be taking flight I’ll be gone before theContinue reading “I Once Had A Chicken That Went Meow”