Poetry Break: "Sea Mist"
Time for a poetry break . . . since I've been working so hard:
This, obviously, stems from my San Francisco days, sometime around autumn of 1988, I reckon.Ah, seaweed-reeking, tendrilled, seeking,Sea Mist
Sea-breeze-blown and tumbling,
Sea-breach-streaming, chilled and
San Francisco fog . . .
Enjoy the chill . . .
Labels: Poetry Break