by sandspike
I love your beach! And it gives this ol' lady hope. You did say Golden Girls, did you not?? I'll be right over... LOL
Thank you, Spike!
I always feel a little sunburned after reading your beach poems which I find very favorable <grin> okay maybe not sunburned but my skin tingles? hehehe
feel the salt...as I reach out for the cooler...I'll pop one just for you...your beach sounds like mine..lovely...blue
Choice of beverage is ALL wrong,
You need something more full bodied;
deep, deep red and potent
so you'll walk on water
and float on sand
never noticin'
your skin's redder'n the settin' sun
As much as I enjoy a good red wine, it can't compete with a cool longneck when I'm at the beach enjoying its color.
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 35,000 poems.
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