Sonnet Sunday: Memorial Day at the Shore
A Sonnet Sunday poem about Memorial Day at the Shore, honoring those who served, and holding gratitude alongside the season’s beginning.
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Flotsam Friday: Memorial Day Weekend Echoes
Memorial Day brings the shore back to life. The flotsam is the feeling: summer returning, noise rising, and joy drifting in on warm air. 🌞🌊
Dive in to the post →Sonnet Sunday: Bermuda, Like a Spell
A Sonnet Sunday poem about Bermuda, turquoise seas, pink sand, and the kind of escape that feels like a beautiful spell.
Dive in to the post →Flotsam Friday: The Crab Shell Warning Sign
An empty crab shell washes up like a warning sign: the ocean is beautiful, but it’s not gentle. Life is temporary, even armor. 🦀🌊
Dive in to the post →Sonnet Sunday: Learning to Swim at the Shore
A Sonnet Sunday poem about learning to swim, trusting the water, and discovering you can move with what once scared you.
Dive in to the post →Flotsam Friday: The Bottle Cap Time Machine
A simple bottle cap becomes a time machine, unlocking boardwalk nights and summer memories with one tiny flash of metal. 🍻🌊
Dive in to the post →Sonnet Sunday: Spring Cleaning at the Shore
A Sonnet Sunday poem about spring cleaning, opening the windows, and letting the Shore breeze help you start over.
Dive in to the post →Flotsam Friday: The Lost Sunglasses of Summer Optimism
A bent pair of sunglasses washes ashore like proof of summer optimism. Someone believed in bright days… and the beach remembers. 😎🌊
Dive in to the post →Flotsam Friday: The Seaweed Crown
A seaweed clump washes up like a crown, reminding us the beach isn’t tidy, it’s honest. Wear the mess with pride. 🌿🌊
Dive in to the post →Flotsam Friday: The Beach Chair Skeleton
A broken beach chair frame washes up like a reminder: beach days are temporary, wind is undefeated, and laughter is essential. 🪑🌊
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