Brutal seagulls​ at the beach

“Be careful with that,” she whispers, handing the two ice creams over. “What?” The tourist asks. “The birds are bad here,” she responds.  The man laughs, mocking the girl’s concern. A few minutes later a yell can be heard, the girl leans over the counter and sighs at the sight. Five seagulls circle the couple,…

Another rant from an ice cream girl

The things any ice cream server does not want to hear. “Have you got a lemon?” The one flavour out of the 24 freshly made that we don’t have. “Have you got any ice lollies?” Does it look like we have ice lollies? “Do you do smoothies?” Does it look like we have smoothies? “Have…

Engulfed​ by the ocean

Breath. Cold air sliding down my throat, Each intake peeling reality New flavours evolving to gloat. Breath. Salt itching at my lungs, Coarse ocean waves seeming to crash With each move of my tongue. Breath. The song of sailors escaping​ my lips, Their ancient call one of history Of the battle of ships.   Savor 

If your child licks the glass one more time…

My legs ache Swollen skin puckering in dismay, Muscles screaming in agony Crowds forming, Yay. Swollen eyes The white tinted red, My veins pop in anger Frustration needing to be shed. Crowds pulsate against the stall Mouths salivating in hunger, I moan as time slows Wishing for nothing but slumber. I smile tightly Glass gleaming…

The sizzling burn of skin

My skin is blistered Angry it moans about the mid-afternoon heat, Raw and painted red Skin screaming in defeat. The air is stagnant No cool breeze for relief, The sun’s rays pinching me Eyes watering in grief. I wish I could sail away Chilled sea foam slipping between my toes, Cold water easing my discomfort…

A dog plus a sandy beach… what could go wrong?

Dog: Let me off the lead. Sarah: I don’t trust you, dog. Dog: Let me off the lead. Lucy: Don’t trust him… looks at those eyes, their eyes of a misbehaver. Dog: I’ll be good, let me off the lead. Rachel: Guys let him off! He will be good look at him! Rachel begins to snuggle…

A note carried by waves

A note carried by waves. The water shivers With the weight of the bottle, Surface bubbling Eager to throttle. A note carried by waves. Saltwater licking the glass Tounge savouring the taste, The sea swirls Currents beginning the chase. A note carried by waves. The storm begins to brew Ocean angry to read, Words fighting…