Beach at Sunrise

Salt and fish and sand
gritting on gray planks
and old men in faded jeans
watching lines in the water
and herons diving
from pier to waves to old boats
listing in dunes, unused
since anyone can remember
and the sun, red red red
streaming across
Carolina in the morning

from a prompt at First Fifty

 

Advertisements

About grannysu

storyteller, writer, poet, gardener, countrywoman
This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s