Just another day in the Grove

Most mornings I write at my desk

Converting my thoughts into a poem or short story

I tried writing today and strangely had no inspiring thoughts

My desk was just not doing it for me

So I have moved outside onto the balcony

Its a very pleasant 73F here in Coconut Grove

Although most Miamians would consider it chilly

They will be wearing long pants and hoodies for sure

I am giving my brain a rest today

My eyes will direct my fingers to describe what I see

I woke to a spectacular sunrise on this winter day

The bright orange sun peeping over the buildings on Key Biscayne

The sky is now gray and the clouds are the same color as the water in the bay

Joggers are running in the park next to the sailing club

Not the super fast runners who go out super early before work

We are now at the shift change where retirees pound the pavement

Mothers with babies and small children meander slowly through the park

No doubt escaping the confines of four walls for as long as possible

Dog owners are out dragging their reluctant aging pets through the park

The energetic young dogs are pulling their reluctant senior owners over the grass

Inactive elderly dogs are pushed around in little carts

Smart phone owners seem to be taking their pet phones for a walk

A flock of noisy parakeets just flew by looking for a tree to invade

Traffic is light along S bayshore drive today

Solo cyclists speed by towards Key Biscayne on the start of a 20 mile loop

Fearless electric scooter riders stand proud as they speed along

With no helmet and just a T shirt between them and a painful road rash tumble

The garbage trucks are doing their morning rounds

Picking up yesterdays discarded remnants of condo dwellers culinary efforts

Its just another day in the Grove

Time for me to head out for my walk now

I wonder if somebody will look from a high rise condo and write about me in the park

Speed poetry test

Fast and furious franticly flowing words

My inner voice demands to be heard

Words escape my fingers by jumping onto the keys

This poem grows on a computer screen with incredible ease

By now you should be totally hooked and smitten

As long as you read this at the same speed it was written

So sad for those who read this poem too slow

The true feeling of speed poetry they will never know

Those who failed will only pass the speed poetry critical test

When they can read aloud all ten lines in a single breath

Hot summer days

hot summer days

waiting in line

for ice cream

thinking what flavor

line moves slowly

looking at others

she got chocolate

I want sprinkles

line moves slowly

he got strawberry

line moves slowly

sun is intense

everybody is smiling

line moves slowly

cups look appealing

cones look better

line moves slowly

vanilla is boring

I want toppings

line moves slowly

we are next

excitement is intense

reading menu fast

too many choices

line moves slowly

still reading menu

its our turn

overwhelmed by selection

just order usual

chocolate mint chip

in a cup

cheap plastic spoon

that first taste

with closed eyes

nothing is better

it melts fast

I eat faster

ice cream gone

fingers all sticky

hot summer days

Digital Fame

Long eyelashes

Internet crashes

Makeup repairs

Beautiful affairs

Lipstick applied

Inhibitions denied

Eyebrows plucked

Innuendos ducked

Hair highlighted

Everyone delighted

Beauty personified

Influencer glorified

Internet fame

Instant flame

Followers flock

Enviers mock

Fortune obtained

Spending unconstrained

Hacked account

Troubles mount

Website fried

Access denied

Suddenly unrecognized

Digitally demonized

Images distorted

Face contorted

Obviously fake

No mistake

Pixels stolen

Stories woven

Electronic hate

Terrible fate

Reputation lost

Fame tossed

Flooding tears

Lipstick smears

Fortune crashed

Eyelashes trashed

Wine tasting in Tuscany

We strolled down the hill towards the vineyard

Passing through a tiny village with a couple of stores

You could feel time slowing down in this sleepy little place

In contrast the vineyard was quite busy with busloads of visitors taking tours

We had booked a wine tasting combined with dinner

I counted 8 empty glasses at my place setting and 8 bottles at the end of the table

A detailed description of each wine from our sommelier with advice on what food to pair had us all salivating

The wines were all spectacular and his pairing advice was spot on

We grazed and sipped for hours

Then he started to bring out more bottles for us to sample

I lost count after 12 tastings

The table became a sea of wine glasses

I think the wines got better

But it was hard to remember the names

We did order a bunch of wines to be shipped home

I don’t remember which wines we ordered

Thankfully they had a shuttle service to take us back to the hotel

We all slept soundly that night

No jetlag

Wine cures everything

Good morning Tuscany

We arrived in Tuscany after 36 hours of travel

A small hotel perched on a hilltop

It was late evening but our friends were still up

They greeted us with big hugs and a glass of wine

We swapped travel horror stories

Finally it was time to relax

The wine flowed more

We were happy to be together

This was the start of our adventure in Tuscany

We had no idea what the place looked like

Having driven the last few hundred miles in darkness

We drank more wine and chatted until late

Jet lag mixed with alcohol took its toll

It was time to turn in and sleep horizontal

The bed was so welcoming

Dreams went ignored

Deep deep sleep

Waking early the next morning

Feeling a little groggy

Blaming it all on jet lag

I stepped up to open the window shutters

Bright sunshine flooded the room

Rolling hills plastered with vineyards

Tiny lanes negotiated by crazy fast Italian drivers

The low sun accentuated the colors of the trees

The plowed fields looked bone dry

It was a very warm autumn morning

Much warmer than we were expecting

We had packed sweaters and coats

A hot shower was so refreshing

Thankfully I had packed shorts

We joined our friends for breakfast

Cured meats and delicious local cheese

Accompanied by crusty fresh baked bread

Home baked cakes and tarts

Washed down with very strong coffee

We planned to relax all morning

Good morning Tuscany

Eager sightseeing

Touchdown Milan

Tired confused

Weary travelers 

Sheep disembark

Immigration lines

Betrayed welcome

Taking forever

More sheep

Corralled pens

Immigration officer

Unpleasant interrogation

Visit purpose

Sorely tempted

To respond

Criminal intent

Murder mayhem

Opted instead

With vacation

Passport stamped

Baggage collected

Declaring vacation

Officially commenced

Taxi ride

To hotel

Eager sightseeing

Fall asleep

Sheep confused

Terminal Five

London Heathrow

Waiting connection

Crowds everywhere

Nowhere quiet

Resting impossible

People watching

For entertainment

Children crying

Frazzled parents

Senior folks

Looking confused

Business men

Crumpled suits

Laptops deployed

Faking work

Vacation groups

Easily spotted

Alcoholic breakfasts

Loud laughter

Mobile phones

In abundance

Social media

Traveling selfies

Nobody reading

Printed books

Finally boarding

Group numbers

Sheep assembled

Orderly lines

Boarding announcement

Incomprehensible message

Sheep confused