Daydream queen by the sea
Hypnotizing by too many clouds and blue skies
Brightly colored joggers gossip in their only patch of green
stuck between concrete
Stories and laughter and drinks
Wind sings to me, whispering in my ears
No one but me can hear.
While the sun plays hide and seek
I must chase away the heat
Behind the shade of the trees,
grass cool beneath my feet
The pier is quiet today,
Only buses make sounds
Even the people speak in hushed voices
New York City is put on mute and we all stand still
Waiting
The air smells like the beach.
I want to bury my feet in sand,
feel grain in between my toes
I would listen to the waves crash on to the shore
Making patterns onto the surface like glass
Art by God
I would dip my fingers in wet mud sand
as each wave reached its final destination
by me, over me, around and everywhere
feel water and earth as if I have existed forever with them
I am soaked by their ancient romances,
The lovers that come and go.
I will daydream beside the sea,
blowing my wishes to the sky
as brightly colored joggers pass me by
their stories trailing behind them as they run
the wind sings to me a melody,
New York City on mute
Holding its breath.
Tomorrow Boston again. And then Vermont. And then once more back to Boston for our final days until we get back to California. Home sweet home.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
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