standing in the edge of the choppy gulf
                              schools of sharks were swimming by
                              I thought, oh no .. damnit, not again
                              suddenly a lady nearby began screaming
                              I rushed over to help her out of the water
                              
                              
                              her legs, thighs and back were blood red
                              jellyfish had stung the hell out of her
                              carefully laid her down on a beach towel
                              she was kicking sand everywhere
                              finally EMT arrived and took her away
                              
                              
                              the crowd dispersed .. things were crazy
                              I decided to stroll along the shoreline
                              spied an inhabited cove way ahead
                              stopped there .. explored for thirty minutes
                              it was totally mesmerizing to view
                              
                              
                              a fisherman pulling in a manta ray
                              undoubtedly he knew what he was doing
                              he finally beached the flopping manta ray
                              jumped up .. ran down the beach to it
                              pulled out metal spikes from a utility belt
                              
                              
                              a small anvil shaped hammer
                              tap tap .. soon he'd pinned
                              the flopping manta ray down
                              I thought it was unnecessary
                              to harm the manta ray for no reason
                              
                              
                              moseyed on down to another cove
                              fired up a joint of sweet sinsimilla
                              no sooner had I blown out smoke
                              the girl from the pier appeared again
                              so what if i'm still stoned high
                              
                              
                              all of my senses were working
                              telling me she'd followed
                              she said hey .. will you share
                              I replied .. sure, why not
                              seems she deserved it
                              
                              
                              passed her the sinsimilla joint
                              she took really deep, huge tokes
                              I pondered .. lungs on that girl
                              told her to smoke the rest of it
                              she'd a happy smile .. dancing in the sand
                              
                              
                              Copyright @ October 2014
                              StandingBear
                              
                              
                              
                                      
                                          
                                   
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PoetryFlashback .. Fast Forward ...pieces of my life captured in time. This entire series inspired by reading/enjoying @Hampton's great poetry! Thank you, Charles!
 
                                               
                                               
                                                  