kite flying at the beach
Kite Flying at the Beach
by Howard Richard Debs

Our daughter, her husband, and the twins came
out of the cold of a Maryland winter to spend a short while
visiting their elders in sunny South Florida before heading
to Disney up the way in Orlando, an ultimate destination.
It was on a very breezy day
we all went to the beach to play in the sand,
to squish our toes and feet in the ocean’s
foaming surf, the water aquamarine
like in the Keys, the most
special thing was flying those kites;
first time for the kids, what a sight, they holding
the lines so tight, the flapping flimsy frames
taking the torment of the swirling seaside winds
the news said 20 miles an hour with gusts of more.
We triumphed there to say the least and I became
grandpa hero once again, Disney notwithstanding.

PHOTO: The author and one of his twin granddaughters, kite flying at Loggerhead Beach, Jupiter, Florida, March, 2015.

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: This recollection borrows some from a much longer epistolary poem “Dear Daughter Mine” appearing in Scarlet Leaf Review, May 2016.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Howard Richard Debs received a University of Colorado Poetry Prize at age 19. After spending the past 50 years in the field of communications, with recognitions including a Distinguished Achievement Award from the Educational Press Association of America, he resumed his creative pursuits. Finalist and recipient 28th Annual 2015 Anna Davidson Rosenberg Poetry Awards, his work appears internationally in numerous publications recently in Yellow Chair Review, Syzygy Poetry Journal, InkStain Press, Silver Birch Press, Dime Show Review, the Clear Poetry 2015 Anthology, among others, and in On Being On The Blog, his essay “The Poetry of Bearing Witness.” His photography will be found in select publications, including in Rattle online as “Ekphrastic Challenge” artist and guest editor.