Can I be?

Can I be a pigeon,or a gull on the beach?Circling the tourists,yet just out of reach.Hoping for scraps,they’ll toss out my way,or a dropped sandwich,will make a great day.Can I be a pigeon,or gull on the shore?Digging up clams,and searching for more.The life of a shore bird,is the life for me;So long as the toddlers,willContinue reading “Can I be?”

Under The Pier

I see you playing on the beach;Your beautiful wife and children in reach.Laughing and joking with passerbys;Who don’t dare look me in the eye;As I sit here under the pier.You leave the beach with sundrenched skin;Only to return again;Much later for a drink upstairs;A lady friend meets you there. All of this I see andContinue reading “Under The Pier”