7:40 Superman swims

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guards at the front gate
helicopters on the sea
isis plays hashtag

the lower shower
where you wash sand off your toes
small dog takes a bath

superman flies out
you will see two brothers play
follow the leader

underoos and shirts
pajama bottoms exit
indoor to outdoor

gate of the ocean
only two minutes later
superman appears

twelve inches standing
plastic figure in his arms
flew out balcony

superhero dove
perhaps missing the ocean
boys go back upstairs

ten minutes again
here come the Beatles again
expression priceless

gate to the ocean
come back with giant beach ball
embarrassed faces

beach ball decided
he wanted to go swimming
what do we do face

a man hands it back
as he gets out of the pool
over and out ends

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whistling confused the squirrels par birdies at the all girl pool

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“the water’s out grandma”
“yes i know”, “how could you know
out of my ear”

grandma doesn’t care
if her husband plays golf
it’s only eighteen holes

“no”, why isn’t it
yes it is ,it’s eighteen holes
No, water again

a man is whistling
somewhere on a balcomny
grandmother answers

whistling back and forth
mimicking each other
all the girls are laughing

then grandma shouts
“this is an all girl pool
girls rule, girls aren’t as noisy”

whistling ,pausing
grandmother tells me this is
“the andy griffin show”

shower is running
on the way to jacuzzi
at another pool

little boy jumps out
asks me how i turned this off
tells me he couldn’t

his answer a song
“to the left to the left
to the left to the left”

he then asks me
“are you here with your family”
so i ask are you

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volley ball sand bird

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many times over
burying your head in sand
splashing grains around

brown thrasher troubles
why are you bathing in sand
is this new fashion

back scratching technique
your way to play volleyball
volley sand for one

“Brody take a bite
of your hot dog you won’t
have any energy”

“you’ll have to go upstairs
and take a nap you won’t
be able to play”

what a cute way
telling your child to eat dinner
thinking on his feet

i ate everything
no one had to ask me twice
except that one time

sardine sandwiches
thinking it was tuna fish
at my father’s store

my mother brought lunch
glad i’m vegetarian
give seagull sardines

Brody hates hot dogs
jamie livingston ate four
my birthday cook out

father and husband
could eat them every single day
if you let them

they would rather go
to a restaurant with hot dogs
than anywhere else

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colorful kite choreography

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celebrating times
come on roy g biv seven
kites flying above

tangled together
every color high and low
imitating birds

“shake it for the squirrels”
have to say what the devil
you stop for children

three feet on the side
when a squirrel is sleeping
you apply the brakes fast

apparent to all
receiving your license
Kmart blue light special

“they had splitters on
splitters on splitters
wonder they didn’t burn down”

“hey man do you need
any help it was my grandson
that injured him”

grandfather speaking
his haiku thoughts make me forget
thoughts from last night

he was reading news
reminding him of wife’s parents
their dumb splitters

i break for haiku
people always interrupt
thoughts of kite story

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silly summer sitters & a british ankle

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synchronized flying
flapping formation follow
eight seagulls in line

their dance recital
as much fun to watch as perform
“they’ve got the beat”

two college girls
sitting behind me singing
a song they just made up

” do you want to paint
a seashell or paint a birdhouse
for five dollars”

“it doesn’t have to be
a seashell but we only
have each other”

i can’t believe
they made the song seventeen syllables
just for me

you can paint my toenails
because i woke up with
sciatica pain

from crossing my legs
i should not have done this
but me heel feels broken

they borrowed my pen
so i have to stop thinking
impossible task

“he’s a bad mamma jamma”
and he doesn’t even know
what this means

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* this might be funny
when she comes back from sweden
inaugurate song

beach, birds, words

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like frank sinatra
days and nights went flying by
summer winds and kites

daddies and daughters
dancing cheek to cheek in pool
summertime rap songs

do you feel love
big sunglasses tiny girls
hats with their own shadow

lifts her with one arm
“wiggle wiggle wiggle”
right arm lots of muscles

Pirate Voyage Plane
we have our own pirate
parrot on saturday

sign flying above
miss coppertone bikini
trailing aircraft sky

“hey diddle diddle”
my cat took my fiddle
and my dog has no fleas

someone has hot cross buns
the bitter ben household
won’t last very long

“don’t bring me down bruce”
like you did entire winter
lungs of sawdust

happening at once
blackbirds flying fast to beat
hula on their knees

daddy twisting girl
over his head with both arms
“you spin me right round”

honestly tell me
“have you heard bird is the word”
these birds do not know

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Children Destroyed by Hamas

and how do you
decide which child to hang
to protect your mass weapons

inanimate objects
with souls of small children
taken from parents

murder the mother?
how else would you take their child
hurt them physically?

stop their screaming?
their cries do not bother you
heartless evil creatures

destroy everyone
generations of evil
mentally tortured

you erased
everything humankind has learned
protecting children

what was done to you
that you would do this to them
look forward to death

how many children
did you not only murder
but blame Israel

photograph page before this

young elvis hips can’t stop dancing

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twirling around down
to ground, he’s a real dancer
or a dizzy fool

tries to get
three year old sister to do the moves
no dice she jumps in

“i got one less problem
without you” six year old boy
dancing up storm

whenever he gets hot
jumps in pool , comes out dancing
doing high kicks

while he’s still twirling
she does tae kwon do pose
“i got one less problem”

next song so slow
wraps his arms around his sister
slow dancing romance

“sunshine blue eyes”
never enjoyed country music song
more or at all

“this is how we roll”
slapping his foot as if
he is “cotton eyed joe ”

break dancing cement
not as easy as it looked
he tries the lounge chair

everyone else
hula hoop contest while he’s dancing
to “walk this way”

“shake it baby now
you know you twist so fine
you got me going now”

he’s a real baby
who is having the most fun
worn out just watching

“some day love will find
you broke those chains that bind you
one night will remind”

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1 800 j – u – s – t – a – s – k

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sitting on lounge chair
she gets out of the pool
and sits down on his lap

she takes his arms
and wraps them around her
she’s sixty , he’s seventy

he pushes her down
so he can read the paper
lower in the chair

everyone is here
can i burgle N.J.
steal all their accents

twins one, blue swimsuts
pretending circle bulls eye floats
white mushroom hats

three little girls
asking if they can color with me
sit at table

wanting to say no
to the ten year old who asked
instead said of course

southerners do that
“have you ever been bullied”
yes by you daily

splashed my sunglasses
turned the cold water on me
screaming in my ear

now screaming again
a little trouble maker
her parents also

daddy yelled at her
told her it wasn’t funny
whatever she did

hiding in deep end
where she took it out on me
with the cold water

really she was asking
another little girl
about bullying

“the first eight callers
you get this for free”
then he lifts up his baby

out of the water
everyone hearing his plea
must have octuplets

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