NPR’s A Way with Words

on the radio

is a comfort to my soul

 

Steaming coffee

cold foam

pumpkin spice warms my bones

 

Treasure hunt to

a parking spot

reveals the ocean lapping up

 

Down the white

wooden ramp

slots sneak a peak at nature’s stamp

 

My toes stretch and touch 

white sand

breeze and sun blanket my skin

 

Salty foam chases

a playful bird 

his tiny squeak hardly heard

 

Waves catch my ankles

colder than air

a game they play with those who dare

 

Atlantic Beach 

is home to me

no matter where, it will always be

 

A way with words

a familiar sway

just another Saturday

 

 

© Candice Reineke 2022