Today I’d like to be an old man at the beach
with a salty beard
shirtless
my skin cracked and brown
gleaming burnished in the late summer sun
lazing at my own driftwood log.
I’d spark my bunsen burner
for a cowboy coffee
and commune with the gulls.
This is my 10th post for the September – 21 Moments Writing Challenge – 11 more to go.
I didn’t know it until just now but I also want to be that person. Beachy coffee klatsch.
Let’s do it!