Seascape

i watched through a screen
porch the pelicans
swallow fish and the summer sky

waves rushed over the shore
i breathed in the aroma
of salt
and a north carolina sunrise

shrimp boats dotted the horizon
with that ole fishing pier

kelsey and adam and i
we ran with our boogie boards tucked
in our pre-teen fingertips
across the paved street

the hot sand sunk beneath
our feet like fire
we ran and jumped into
the cold ocean floor
where we used to swallow
the sunset
annually

the first chill of the ohio winter
ices my windows and
i wonder if that place is still
the same as it
was when i was young

Ode To Autumn

Colored leaves dancing like spirits among
the treetops and swirling through
the air
huddled under warm hoodies
pulled tight around me
slim jeans worn and faded
pumpkin
spice coffee on cold mornings
and that smell of the crisp air
before you slumber and
after the sun awakens you
the smell of rain on
trampled and damp leaves
leaving you breathless
the whispers of ghosts and demonic
beings and the
fear in teenagers eyes as their
imagination takes control
the salivating tongues of kids so
desperate for their candy
and the colored leaves
dancing into our
rituals