Beach day 🏖

I remember going to the beach
And how we stayed up all night packing
As if we were going for week

Loaded everything up in the car
Sans the kitchen sink on little to no sleep
Pulling out in the dark, yet it wasn’t far

Arriving while the tide was still high
The fog breathed heavy, fast asleep
As I shivered with blue and purple thighs

We set up camp at the waters edge
Wrapped in blankets waiting for the heat
Making a claim on premium stead


Lightning Strikes

OctPoWriMo 8 of 31


Mother Nature takes the stage

Waves surge in a fit of rage

Perfectly clear blue skies

Yet lightning does strike

Claiming a young life

Unbelievable strife


I took this picture from Venice Beach, and off in the distance I saw emergency crew gathering as I was packing up to leave.  Later that night, as I was watching the 11 o’clock news, I learned that a young life was taken by a freak thunderstorm – R.I.P. Nicholas Fagnano. LA Times News Article

Evening Glow

Source: We Heart It

Source: We Heart It

Come with me for a little walk
Holding hands while we laugh and talk
Travel to the enchanted land
Lay a blanket out on the sand
Where we wait for the rising moon
Listen to her glorious tune
Splash a few fingers of whiskey
Starting to feel a bit frisky
Basking in the warm evening glow
Feeling it deep-down in our souls

Summer Adventures

In every girls life; there’s a boy she’ll never forget and a summer where it all began.



“What do you want to do next?” Tony asked as they walked hand in hand along the wet sand.

“Let’s climb across those rocks. I’ll race you to the end.”

“No way. It’s too dangerous to race across the jagged slippery rocks!”

“For who, you or me because I’m a girrrl?” Susan challenged with a sideways glance delivering her best What’chu talkin’ ’bout, Willis scrunched up face.

Pretending to think about it, Tony made sure his keys were deep in his pocket, and replied, “Both. Race you to the rocks!” Leaving her stunned momentarily, but she recovered quickly, like she always did, and chased after him in long strides. It seconds she was by his side, and with a huge smile she passed him up and beat him to the rocks. It was a summer full of new adventures and discoveries. A the beginning of a young love and a lifetime of friendship to come.

“Honey, what are you thinking about?” Tony asked, as he handed a cup of tea to Susan.

“Summer days at the beach and you,” she replied as she lifted the corner of the blanket for him to slide in next to her.



Thank goodness for Free Write Friday prompts and Free Sunday mornings to write. This week our inspirer Kellie Elmore provided us with a quote challenge.   This is a picture of Corona Del Mar, my second favorite beach, and is where I spent much of my time growing up. The beach is best known in the movies for it’s Pirate Cove, which is not really visible in this picture, but I wanted you to see the rock pier in the distance that is loads of fun to climb.

Photography credit: Orange County Computer

The Hunger

Credit: Getty Images

Credit: Getty Images

A short poem and personal experience/writing lesson at the end.

The hunger grows
As you watch the tides
Ebb and flow
Fallen face down
Lost on an empty beach
Water washes over you
Cleansing away the pain
Lulling the void within
Coating you in numbness
For an eternity of starvation

During my monthly writers group meeting yesterday, we were led through a brief poetry exercise. We began with rules 1) don’t stop until the time is up, 2) don’t write a poem, and 3) do punch me in the gut. Sounds pretty groovy, right? To this end, we drew a prompt from a jar and were given a limited amount of time (3 minutes I think) to just write, then we plucked out specific phrases from what we wrote, were given two more minutes to arrange and refine, and ta-dah this is what emerged. I share all of this  to remind you that when you sit down with a specific idea or prompt, don’t restrict yourself or force the words to stay on topic, just let go and see where the words take you. My prompt was, “The color of Hunger,” and although I started out with the color of red, things sort of went belly down in the sand and the color was washed away, and that’s really okay.