Categories Philosophies Uncategorized Pro(lost and)found Post author By poetluckerate Post date October 1, 2011 Sitting on the beach in front of my rented cabana watching others relax sipping my daiquiri (banana) wondering how sincere a man can be, ad libbing his mantra Share this poemClick to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related Tags contemplative, Hmmm..., life, persepctive, ponderable By poetluckerate I am a poet, writer, and teacher who moved from Minnesota to New Orleans in 2008 then returned to Minnesota in 2018 - hopefully, to stay. I lived in the most urban of settings, and the rural Midwest. These perspectives impact my writing in very unique ways. View Archive → ← Stepping in dogma → Worth pondering in any key