“Unstoned Terns And New*** Beaches”

unstoned terns fly off

no particular handles** :

search for new shorelines!*

 

*(half-vastly changed from original attempt:  “search for new beaches” came to shorelines, and at the count of seven I truncated “no particular handles or beaches:” by two words and now quandaryfie whether ’tis better to leave the last line (done first) as is or replace with the beach-bit.  Taken to heart and notebook by watching – before loudly stopping – some young lads throwing anything they could find at wading shorebirds on the estuary marshes surrounding our beautifully appointed beaches’ backsides. **Wonder: whether it would be fun to change handles to Handel’s? ***The beach in question was Playalinda on Canaveral National Seashore – and as Federal land nudity laws need not apply: thus the New Beaches poor pun.)

“Come Out And Play…Please!”

The West Coast seabreeze

makes a noon stop here but will

East Coast wind come play?

“Seabreeze Storms Say Showers Soon”

Summer Sundays sleep

with eerie quiet, cool breezes,

and building sea-storms!

“Summer Sea Breezes”

mounting tower clouds

squeeze hot washcloths’ wet-worth

between two breezes