The Sandbar Society Originals

Sonnet for a Leaf-Strewn Shore

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The gulls cry softer now – their echoes thin,As tides sweep summer’s laughter out to sea.The boardwalk slumbers, sand turns cold and clean,And autumn drifts its amber elegy. The dunes wear crowns of brittle, golden flame,Each leaf a whisper from a vanished tree.They gather on the tide like thoughts untamed,Then scatter, wild and weightless, endlessly. … Read more

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The Last Watch: A Halloween Tale from the Tower

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Every October, when the nights grow long and the tide whispers secrets to the dunes, the locals start telling the story of The Last Watch – the lifeguard who never left his post. He was just a kid, really. Seventeen, sunburned, proud, and built of saltwater and dreams. They say he could sprint from tower … Read more

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