Best Inlet Poems

A true story:

Boarded our boat, four of us — one was Gilligan. Map in hand, did we understand?  Enough to sail to the jewelry store! Ahh...a ceramic necklace and matching earrings ~ black and white heaven of St. Maarten. Sleepy eateries closed.

quarter of orleans
weather’s...

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Fog slow-dances over the inlet
until water and air waltz together.
My ears are muffled 
in the dawn mizzle.

Grebes and Coots colonize this tributary,
gulls just visit, as I do.

A person could row out to the ocean from here,
but the thick haze might take a soul
or lose a...

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ponce inlet lighthouse
captivating beauty seen 
many miles away...

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