Best Miami Beach Poems

The ocean licks the shore
Like a puppy
Near high, pompous buildings
While in the far distance 
Hurricanes are wrecking the coast
There are yet unawakened hurricanes 
Why do people give them pretty human names?

Days here are full of sun
Glasses full of drinks 
In the numerous bars
Where people forget...

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The Fish Crow is an outcast amongst the seagulls
Standing on the hot Miami sand
At the end
Of our rose-colored beach towel

Nodding and blabbing half-heartedly
Nuh-uh nuh-uh
To the lack of crumbs

From us
The stingy blue collar visitors
From freezing old gray Michigan

We’re so out of place
Down here
As pale as if...

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Jupiter and Venus meld like two canaries
Kissing in late February
In a black gap
Between mountainous sparkling beach hotels

As if
The planets have privacy in their own city alley

Sand in Miami
Warm as peach pie beneath our bare feet
A beach just for us
Bob and Kerri

What cosmic gale
Blew these names...

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City of Vices
Beaches Daisy Dukes and Sunshine 
Dirty Cops and Palm Trees

By Great Dae...

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I brush back
Her wave of turquoise hair
She winces but doesn’t yet
Pull back
From the salt in her wounds
And the sand on her hips

From the laughing seagulls snatching
Last night’s scrap of words
Leftover
From the plates and lips
Of Sunny Isles Pier

Our winter was very dark and very long
So far...

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A big man
Stands
Roasted pink on the ocean beach
Unleashing his gut over his bathing suit
Holding a can of Miller Lite

Surely a used car salesman in real life

Shows off
In front of a group of friends
Lifts his free hand like the Statute of Liberty
To a flock of hungry...

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Before my wife and I
Broke out of our shell
For spring break in Miami
Just the two of us on our first vacation in 30 years

All our kids wished us well
Though I detected an ache in their voices
“Next time!” one of my boys said in a farewell...

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A day before our getaway to Miami
We got out the blue suitcase
And as it sat in our bedroom
Getting ready for spring break
Our golden retriever
Ever vigilante
Would not leave its side
Day or night
To go outside eat or drink
No
He could not risk being left behind
Thought it was summer
Going...

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The former blond model pouts and primps
Swinging her hips
Down the splashing catwalk of shoreline
Sand caving to her imagined heels

Wheeling to her awaiting Israeli mogul
Her shoulders set so far back
It’s as if she’s walking backwards

Puts herself square
Between
Him
And another thin woman
Launches a laugh and offers salted peaches

Wraps...

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By day six I was antsy
Stayed in my room all morning

I knew this would happen

While the glass-shatter of the ocean waves
And yelps of surprise from scores of little kids
Drifted in
Through my opened balcony doors
From the beach below

Made the mistake of paying attention to my phone
And...

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