Arriving in paradise.
Pristine white sandy beaches.
Bulging dunes piled high inshore.
Vegetation dry and sparse.
Water gleaming from sunny sky's.
And, air soothingly warm.
It's paradise to my mind and spirit.
Seven verses of a personal love affair.
Arriving once more in paradise.
Camping behind the majestic dunes.
Bond fires at night abound.
Wine drinking and good stories be told.
New pals from AL, TN, GA and Ontario.
What a wondrous feeling...this paradise.
Hi - I'm wishing I was on that pristine beach with you, sounds wonderful. I just read your blogs - pretty interesting trip so far, love your poetry! take care,
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I can imagine the laughter and intrigue around the fire surrounded by the majestic dunes and new-found friends. Miss you.
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Michael
Makes me think of all the times at St. George.
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RonL