Overlooking the Mindanao Sea
Bob Lucky
 

The water is clear, the sand white, but I've never been one for the beach. I watch my wife's snorkel going out to sea and then head for the infinity pool. Holding my breath, goggle-eyed, I look up at swifts skimming the surface. A bougainvillea blossom drifts over the edge. Nearby yellow-breasted bee-eaters, looking briefly like over-sized hummingbirds, dip their bills into red bell-shaped flowers. Floating on my back, I can see framed between my feet an island whose name I don't know, beyond which, I've been told, there are dolphins and whales. Later, fishermen bring the day's haul ashore while my wife patiently explains to me the intricacies of brain coral.

sunset
the coolness of lotion
on my bald spot

Robert Lucky currently lives in Thailand with his family. His nonfiction work has appeared in various journals including The Art of Eating, Petits Propos Culinaires, and Crab Orchard Review. His poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in Bottle Rockets, The Heron's Nest, Chrysanthemum, Eucalypt, Frogpond, and Wisteria.

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