I’m out here
Struggling
To rise
Above
Shallow
Waters
We went back home
To California
It was good to own
The streets again
To grace the doorways of
A past life’s memories
At the Morro Bay’s
Cozy bungalo
A hotel drain
Made rhythm
From softly pouring
Gentle raindrops
I have a burbling
Tempo recording
From late night arrival
Waking too early next morning
Cayucos waters
Were cold
But not as cold
As Oregon’s
Our ocean low tide waves
Sidled up to greet and hug our legs
And we played in their wonderment
Fingers carressing flowing liquid
My youngest gathering
So many gems for us
My occassional attempts
At stone throw-skipping
A surfer went out of his way
To make sure I’d see him
What could it mean
When we were leaving?
And I sobbed in the waves
For all of the love that I have lost
In all I have accomplished
This has been the greatest cost
Friends reuniting at our favorite
Burger joint, bakery, and bookstore
Beloved and missed
Extended family
Full circle closure
As new life begins
Gasoline pop-splattering
Refilling the car rental
As if elements conspired
To prevent our departure
Destroyed my
Favorite outfit
Causing scenes of
Managed distress
Wondered what passengers
On the return flight thought
After scrambling
To board on-time
Loving the plane
And shuttle rides
But yelling – panicked in the car as got
Stuck high between bridge transitions
Portland city lights are gorgeous
But driving needs solid ground
Vertigo’s a real bitch
To me these days
Dreamed that I had
An infant daughter
With short
Dark hair
And calm
Demeanor
You never know until later
What a child’s hair color will be
If it will be straight or
Wild and curly
Oh, you should
Have seen her
It felt so good to hold her in
Mother and child synergy
My two have flown
The nest is empty
My own wings still sticking
Held tight as a single mother
Are in need of shaking free
Flexing, strengthening
And my instincts
Are disoriented
Do I rebuild
Or fly away?
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