chipped mint letters

flicker at Florida’s first coast

 

pearly tin sign

atop a tall weathered post

 

two “P” words compose

a minimalist statement 

 

crystals swirl across girls’

distant giggles on pavement 

 

fiery rust streaks 

from the top-center screw

 

faded cat sticker

smirks like a sleuth 

 

slots always taken 

in the mayhem of May

 

spots now naked

on a brisk autumn day

 

bass beats brakes squeak

tires turn against sand

 

rumbling engine stops

door opens then slams 

 

Jeep keys jingle

wind-whipped jacket zips

 

seagulls vet visitors

in between dips

 

cold noses and rosy smiles

pass by on high dunes 

 

waves whisk away worries

wakes waltz to tide’s tunes

 

your watch left to nap

on sun-streaked seat leather

 

all rigor resigns

toes slowly dig in together 

 

 

© Candice Reineke 2020