Sullivan Island

The misty shore
On a winter's morn
Cool mysterious, haze
Sneakered feet tred the shores
Passing lazy days.
Seagulls plop, osprey alight
Crabs, oblivious put up no fight
Wispy skies the backdrop of
Life and death loss and love.
Crimson ball sets in the sky
Its descent is scarlet paint
A panoramic blanket
Over a town quiet and quaint.
Spring peekaboos with island warmth
Blooms open sleepy eyes
Tradewinds from another place
Dance amoung the skies.