Beach-ku

Ahh beach! We finally made it to Hatteras, North Carolina by the back door. What is the back door? Well, if I told you, I'd have to kill you, and that sounds messy. Suffice it to say the way we went was NOT the way most people go, and consequently the drive was much MUCH more civilized.


Bright yellow hovers,
then deepens to burnt orange
Beach Day Number One.

Sign on side of road:
A true beach oxymoron.
Pontoon Adventures.

Saturday Eighty
Sunday Eighty. Monday Too.
One guess for Tuesday.

Tragedy! Ten Books,
But once I get to the beach
I can't stay awake.

How grateful am I
leeching Internet hookup?
Magic wi-fi here.

Salt air. Sandy feet.
Pelicans soaring above.
This is real magic.