Midsummer Slump

Pelicans peeing in Sanibel surf
before peeling down, scooping up fish,
fly ragged lines, brown bumpkins in the sun.
An osprey perches on the TV dish
that Clyde installed last year. Palmetto leaves
hang down rust brown hung over from the storm.
They dust the white rock path to tepid pool.
where spiders shade beneath its azure ledge.
And spider food sings in the unclipped hedge
that screens the pool and leads to breeze-mussed beds
in maid-abandoned musty pastel rooms
where silent windows look out on the sea.

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