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Pt. Reyes
.........

East and West meet here,
A sliver of gray that
Poseidon pounds and Eurus shears.
Here you alight for a moment,
The wind in your eyes, under a
Film of cold brine, krill,
A spout blows steam over the ancient back
in a fury that belies your calm,
your spine, barnacled, curves up then down,
fleeting, tail fin barely touching
the sky, you dive into the
blue depth.

Silence of rumble and song,
Of bubbles rising,
Haunting melodies of
Whistle and lament for the
Warmth of another being,
Gently floating towards you.

Share this song with me.

I want to see you baloon over
the rift valley where octopuses squirt
under the cold rock,
Where your shadow floats like a monsoon cloud
Past the jumble of algal forest,
A soft light filters through...

Rise, rise through the inky mass,
To the driving rain,
The surf pounds on the rock,
The foghorn sounds its plaintive voice,
A lost soul,
The light searches my horizon in an arc,
Again and Again,
Finding nothing but the
Agony of yesterday,
While a fog shrouds the darkening east.

[Some of you suggested I make the horizon parallel...I desisted because it would look too artificial...I like the rough cut of the tilted horizon here contrasting with the severely linear fence]

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