Tuesday, August 31, 2010

The Lighthouse

cold bitter biting fog pinpricks on your nose and cheeks step after step can't see the end of the road ahead lost in clouds lost in thought lost in history

pull your coat close shiver sniff blink your eyes against the cold heavy rock and heavy feet and heavy brume slick wet rock into a slick wet ocean

horn blast tiptop points flicker of light flashing into open sea salt and silt condensation in your hair and eyes and coat and toes fading into a nothing of endless water endless salt the endless flutter of endless waves

green peaks out from grays and browns and oranges and a stark red in a stark landscape breeze wind pull up your collar against the ephemeral mistral shiver chill into your skin looking for evidence of life out there.

Thursday, August 26, 2010

The Lonely Ocean

The ocean is a lonely place

A vast blank page, a novel of stories as yet unwritten

Of tales not yet told, of whales not yet sought

Of rolling waves and rolling fog and rolling thunder; never-ending missives hidden right below the chattering surface.

Monday, August 16, 2010

Crossing the Bridge

Shadows, blank faces of boxy little digital cameras, screens and lenses in place of noses and eyes

Cars a blur, noises a rush, pushes and shakes and rattles and the creek of steel

The graininess and grittiness of a road well-traveled from city to sanctuary, from home to other

From here to there and there to here but never getting anywhere

Or only ever getting everywhere in between.

Friday, August 13, 2010

The City

No no, it's not "San Fran."

And it's only "The Bay Area" if you aren't cool enough to actually live in San Francsico.

We prefer "The City."

Because let's be honest...

It's the only one that counts!

Saturday, August 7, 2010

If You're Going....

... to San Francisco

Be sure to wear

Some flowers in your hair.

From Black & White to Colour....

... and everything in between.