Whispered In The Wind

Whispered In The Wind
Just a fairy blowing in the wind, singing tales to the west wind

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Ocean Children


Dear cityscape children,
note that I will never be as bright or as blaze as you
I know ocean better than I know concrete
sand better than I know gravel
Does it surprise you?
Does it surprise you that the fog here is natural
an extra cloud, a wet blanket
What surprises you bright lights?
I'm much quieter, you see
Do you see me?
Right.
Yes, right
Between all the stardust in your eyes
I guess your music is just a little louder than mine
But I'm not afraid
of your jagged edges and neon ways
heart beat tunes and metal trees
just right now
I find my fingertips do better with sand
and my ears hear better with waves

                        Bolinas Beach 

2 comments:

"I want warm summer nights, to lie in a hammock, staring at the stars, telling you stories. "

"I want warm summer nights, to lie in a hammock, staring at the stars, telling you stories. "
"When asked not to make waves, I just smiled and said, don't worry this is just a ripple"