Beach trip, May 2025

Eons ago, we traded wings for speech and legs to run

and now we spend eternity regretting our choice.

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On our last trip to the beach

pelicans flew single file off shore.

Seagulls hung in the air waiting for food to drop;

shiny grackles brazenly stole food from wagon stashes of tourists.

An attractive young woman walked like a queen

between two fawning, bald middle-aged men.

Kite surfers raced back and forth

riding waves into shore.

Jasmine and her mother walked along the sand

disappearing into the distance.

In the parking lot a gang of grackles

perched on power lines plotting more thefts.

Outside the restaurant sparrows scavenged at our feet

before they fly away into the night sky.

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