​At the Redneck Riviera by Donna Meares

Salty, sultry air,
sugar sand, sun-sparkled sea, 
sets my sling back chair.    

Beach cottage palette,
unholy guacamole,
purple, pumpkin, pink.  

Bud Light, Bud Lime, Blatz,
Budweiser, Boddington, Bass.
Sunburned beer bellies.  

Bud Light in my hand.
relaxed in my sling back chair,
toes dig sugar sand.


Donna Meares is a native of Atlanta, Georgia now residing with her husband in Grass Valley, CA. Having worked as a social worker, she pursued her interests in writing after the birth of her first child. She engages in volunteer work and enjoys bonsai gardening, Zumba, and baking seedy sourdough bread. Her poetry and articles have been published in various magazines and she is the recipient of First Place Prize in America's Best Poetry Contest.