The Fog Mist Stand Down on the Mass Shore

 

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original poems, opinions, photos, are sole property of, Salutations From Obi Wan Can'obi Layke Pahrk,

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Agape.

Welcome to, Salutations from, Obi Wan Can'obie Layke Park Google Blog,

the one blog in billions that dares to tell it like it is and another Staycation

is in the record books,

Thursday evening, 08/19/21, thru Sunday morning, 08/22/21,

staying at the luxurious DaS Pad, Lowtown, Taxachusetts;

after exploring the environs of, Andres Art Institute Sculpture Park

and enjoying some yummy local Texas BBQ,

our intrepid travelers motored back to Das Pad to clean up,

eat those BBQ Tator Tots, and then off again east,

by way of Moon Base Ultra, Think Tank, to pick up space mates,

over hills and dales of the other side of the moon to the local lunar sea,

the sandy reserved shoreline as we shall soon see.

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Poet's Holiday with DaS Mann

Obi Wan Can'obi Layke Pahrk

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Saturday August 21, 2021

Later That Evening

Today we have equal parts pix & pomes

but, first, who was on this little adventure to the,

Salisbury Beach State Reservation for a Beach Boys Tribute Band,

Obi Wan, DaS Mann, T'Bone, Neil Chassidy, & Jill; note beach stage in background.

Salisbury Beach Non'Haiku

WOW, church is packed!

Must be something...

Saturday Mass!

Unguarded waterfront

lifeguards gone home

night swim at own risk.

Strong rip currents

use extreme caution

flotation devices recommended.

Humidity fades

Atlantic cool breeze blows off

seagulls swoop and dive.

DJ spins disco

as Beach Boys Tribute sets up

sun sets on marshland

2-8-6 causeway

beeline from 9-5 highway

Markies and Browns shacks

across from each other

dueling fried seafood joints.

For real N. E. fried

ocean life, original,

in Essex...Woodmans.

Beach Buoys

Fog on Salisbury

humidity from city

hits cool ocean air;

thick pea soup ensues

if this were Maine...evil mist...

monsters grab dancers.

Blood on Discount House

crowd runs screaming for safety,

cottages and cars,

moisture seeps in thru thin cracks

HVAC hose and vents;

Obi Wan, DaS Mann

and gang make it to Pumpkin,

tear off onto road,

rip on up 1-10

mysterious creatures die

as RAV smashes them,

wipers on HIGH, windows cracked

tear out of Stephen King Land.

Image of Trib' Band

gore, guts, splattered across stage

years of memory.

Horror Movie Becomes Reality

Beach trip irony

escape heat, humidity,

for sun, sand, water,

only to motor

up to seashore into clouds

covering bright blue

and sea fog creeping

down coast along cold-warm fronts

100%

humid, visible, moisture

on panes, clothes, guitars, drums, keys,

rock and roll feedback

sullies pristine harmonies

of surf tribute band.

Spooky carousel

picnic tables, misty lights,

Gracie's blues music,

something wicked this way comes

to spoil evening out;

all is wet like sweat

salty drops on specs blurs sight

journal pages moist.

Safety of Moon Base

Ride back to Think Tank

freeway shrouded in thick mist

drizzle like fog bank;

yellow night vision

glasses over 'script eye wear

sight greatly improved;

off route to back road

and super duty space truck

with double intense

headlamps beaming 3 mirrors...

driver blinded by the light!

Turn off, craft passes,

return to base-ward roadway

only to be beamed

by sedan behind,

luxury model, weird lights,

bright and distracting,

difficult to see dark tar,

praise for shiny divide lines;

welcome DaS Pad lot

park scoob, kiss ground...we made it!

Shower, cleanse off salt.

"Th-th-that's all folks!"

question,

is Porky Pig's stutter offensive to stutterers?

or is he a stuttering role model?

Cuz, ya know,

Porky Pig is an International Film Star,

owning that shit!

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Thank you, Thank you, Thank you very much,

the, I Can Only Go Up From Here, selfie.

Your own, personal, Master 'o' da Farce,
Obi Wan Can'obie Layke Park

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Dionysus offering Brother Coyote a chalice of, Salisbury Beach Steak Shake;

"Sounds DISGUSTING!  Gimme a lap!" Coyote barks.

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dabsasp@gmail.com

Salutations From Obi Wan Can'obi Layke Pahrk

since January 7, 2021

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