Laying out on the pool deck
Salted by rain pellets…
Flip me over
and fry the other side.
Sunbathe in black undies… waiting.
The air is fragrant
with the roasting aroma
of a thousand turkeys.
No frangipani, no poi dog –
Just big birds in suntan lotion
stuffed with onions, sage, and bread.
Mango chutney sunset
Orange slice
Sinks slowly
Sailboats listless…
Surfers waiting,
like seals in the water.
Sit up on their boards
watching for the next set.
Lust in the waning light,
no sheets needed in the Tropic of Cancer.
Sing out! and Celebrate…
Life is Grand!
(First published 11/6/11)
