Each beach

David O'Hagan
Mar 30, 2023

A mission, no a calling, to reach thou blessed beach.

Depart distractions, and wasted wanderings, that your healing I may reach.

At peace, and a sponge I am with you, for all you wisely teach.

Drip your delights down my chin, like a ripe ol’ Georgia peach.

An appreciation for all your congregants, even the blondes-a-bleach.

Begone those city tentacles, I so boldly beseech.

So my heart can devour all your spirit, ohh mighty beach.

Chaotic Cuban beach partners, March 2023



David O'Hagan

On a mission to find: innovators, status quo crushers, culture builders, hungry creatives, and warm sandy beaches