Sonnet Sunday: The Elves Take a Beach Vacation
Ever wondered what Santa’s elves do after the big night? This Sonnet Sunday imagines them unwinding on a sandy beach, sipping tropical drinks and soaking up the sun.
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Beach Movie Monday: For Those Who Think Young (1964)
More than just a 60s beach-party film, For Those Who Think Young reminds us why questioning the status quo – at any age – is the first step toward living authentically.
Dive in to the post →Sonnet Sunday: The Grinch Goes to Jamaica
What happens when the Grinch skips Whoville and spends Christmas on a Jamaican beach? This week’s Sonnet Sunday brings a tropical twist to a classic holiday tale.
Dive in to the post →Sonnet Sunday: Sunset with a Seasoned Couple
A sonnet that captures the timeless beauty of an old couple sharing a sunset on the beach, wrapped in warmth and love.
Dive in to the post →Sonnet Sunday: Snow on the Beach
A sonnet that captures the serene beauty of snow on the beach, with two sets of footprints marking a peaceful, intimate moment.
Dive in to the post →Sonnet Sunday: Advent for the Shore
A sonnet that blends the anticipation of Advent with the longing for beach season, capturing the essence of waiting for both the holiday and the shore.
Dive in to the post →Sonnet Sunday: Thanksgiving on the Shore
A sonnet dedicated to the shore on the Sunday before Thanksgiving – expressing gratitude for the beach, beach food, and the quiet peace that comes with both. And yes, a little love for the lobster roll over turkey.
Dive in to the post →Flotsam Friday: The Beach’s Beautiful Wreckage
The shore is both a giver and a taker. On this Flotsam Friday, we reflect on the things we lose – and the things we find. A boogie board, a piece of love, and the beach’s endless rhythm of loss and recovery.
Dive in to the post →The Day the Clocks Fell Back
When the clocks fall back, the beach gets quiet – but not quite still. This sonnet captures the sleepy strangeness of extra time and darker tides.
Dive in to the post →When Rain Comes to The Shore
The ocean hushes when the gray comes in,Its breath grows slow beneath the cloudy veil;No footprints linger where the waves have been –the rain erases every mortal trail. Umbrellas bloom like flowers in the sand,Bright petals braving storms of silver mist;And lovers wander, fingers intertwined,to feel the sky and sea in union kissed. Some think … Read more
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