Hurry, it’s coming
At the grocery just
up the canopy road
I backed away from
came home to prune
yard of potential missiles
knowing back at the store, families
wiped out beverage shelves
snatched up bubble waters,
the bottled fruit teas,
but at home, I brewed our London-tin tea bags
squeezed into that tangerines, from last week’s fruit bag
took my drink out to visit with
cherry red umbrellas
sprouted from my queen of late summer blooms
she faithfully delays her show
trip Hurricane Lilly’s
Category 4 torrents bring beach-combing days, potential bright spots in fraught hurricane aftertimes. This is from Carl Sandburg’s “Sand Scribblings” collected by Lee Bennett Hopkins’ sweet THE SEA IS CALLING ME, illustrated by Walter Gaffney-Kessell, c.1986.
from “Sand Scribblings”/ Carl Sandburg
Boxes on the beach are empty.
Shake ’em and the nails loosen.
They have been somewhere.
from The Sea is Calling me, poems selected by Lee Bennett Hopkins, illustrated by Walter Gaffney-Kessell, c. 1986.
update of Aug. 23, 2019 “About Lee Bennett Hopkins” tribute, SIDE BY SIDE will be mailed out with pleasure to Linda M. & Amy LV.