The Sound of Waves and Words Come to Me

Driving along Long Beach

at last, the sound of waves

and words come to me…

YAZ YAZ  airport. norfolk pine. eucalytptus tree. fish taco!

I look across at The Manny,

motoring powerfully beside me…Longbeach_prnp

We’re a million miles away now,

returning to the singing sands of Middle Beach,

our Tofino home, wider than a mile.

you’ll find me…

riding in on the backs of small dragons

with striped quivering wings over the lagoon

all held aloft by August breezes,

that always tell the truth.

sleek wide beech trunks invite me up

to roost, to nest, to breathe

in all creation and know

that it is good. even perfect. today.

dragonfly

To Blog or Not to Blog…that is the question

To blog, or not to blog – that is the question:
Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them. To die-to sleep-
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to. ‘Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish’d. To die-to sleep.

Act 11 sc.1 Hamlet, Bill Shakespeare

Well, the answer is TO BE silly…it always is!

I received my new instructions just this morning.

The right answer is, ” TO BE.”LIGHT

So You Like My Poetry

ok. that’s cool. Being with you is all I’ve ever wanted.

Like tasting the first ripe cherry of the season

or breathing in the first wild white rose growing

in tangled leafy thatches down by the lagoon

the total immersion of my senses that you are

walking barefoot, hand in hand, over a soft emerald carpet of grass.

 

 

barefootgrassHB 2015 for Otto