Waved to heaven.

Boarded life.

Crest fell.

Burned like clootie.

Seaspray soothed.

Ride redux: woo. ; )

Lamps’ mom beams as terrestrial kin, exemplifying kinesics of street’s subtle style, nod heads for nap. ; )

Perched queue of sandpipers seek clues re gallinippers for bills overdue to suppers . ; )

When soucouyant’s fright,

Emerges at night,

To drain lives by bite,

Ignite bright each light! ; )

When your schwerpunkt attempts to saddle that which cannot be reined, prep for a kick from the perturbed—via horsepower unchained. ; )