Beach Side in May
Kites flutter porcelain sky
with gull-like swoops and sways,
dart about as reggae competes
with Atlantic's rhythmic waves
and she-crab soup courts flavor of favor
this May day.
Finds Neptune, of pecs and sweltering gaze,
and me between heated sun and sand,
he with trident and I with pina colada in hand.
Painted toes I've to flaunt (painted pearly blue
to match the sky). Wispy white bikini ...
not this May day;
alas not hours, days, or months,
but many years apart. Piece of mind secured
with black, strapped and flowing.
by Margaret Bednar, May 13, 2019
Linked (very late) with "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Sanaa's Challenge - Such were syllables that possessed May"
and "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Just One Word - Apart"
This was written while I was enjoying the May sunshine on Virginia Beach a few days ago - it was nice but I do prefer a smaller, less touristy place.