Wednesday, July 29, 2009


Reading the book ''Writing down the Bones'' by Natalie Goldberg, and some encouragement from Kelly Jameson- ''Right On''
I think writing is so much like painting.
So here it goes-
I Take the Beach for Granted
The fresh smells of Salt Air
To imagine being at the beach
sitting here or there
Listening to the laughter
hearing music from a radio
splashing waves against the sand
I think of Coppertone
baby oil
sea weed
stuff cooking on the grill
all having different smells
but all being one thrill
People playing sports
football and volleyball
finding fossils
snorkeling and jumping waves
walking and searching of past days
having an ice cream cone
not a care in the world

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