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Unplanned

Unplanned

in the after

noon

there’s a party

unplanned

that everybody’s

invited to

and without

prompting

or promise

they bring gifts

to the party

unplanned

like laughter

that follows

a Frisbee

it’s everywhere

the boy with the ball

the girl with her boyfriend

the guy with his cooler

the woman with her book

the toddler but a blur

the old man in his chair

the old lady with her shells

the teenagers with their music

the joggers and the surfers and the peddlers

the snorkelers and the gliders

the parachutes and the planes

the boats and the kayaks

the fishermen and the fisherwomen

the castle builders and the castle crashers

the sunbathers and the shaders

the photographers and the posers

the volleyballs and the footballs

the kites and the pails

the cold drinks and the finger food

dripping dogs and snow cones

the smell of coconut

and seaweed

and somebody’s cigarette

drifting toward the pink clouds

overhead

outdistanced by the sun

over the sea

going

going

going

going

going

going

g

o

n

e

TL

Published inPoetry