where i live
wait all winter
(and oh what an incredibly long seeming winter it is!)
for the warm weather to return to this loveliness.
the chrystal coast.
january.
old man winter hardly blessing us with enough sunlight in a day.
sleepy dull damp windy.
.where the sky and the ocean are one.
a reflection of above
and below.
bleak. gray
restaurants close and the big glass window stores barely turn their lights on.
the streets once bustling with families
on bicycles,
kids
with icecream smeared by salty hands across pink skin sun faces.
empty.
we take solace in the comfort of our friends. our community our lifeline.
then april.
thank you april.
mosquito whirrrr bi-izzzzz still silent.
i uncurl my toes. the sun is hot. at last.
i stretch my body
flat to the mother.
earth.
and let the the sun a down blanket cover me
warm
shorts
flipflops
torture. willing on the arrival of may and june.
the breeze is still so so cold.
on the boats
man. navigating.
child. mother. only the top of a head tentatively peering over the bow.
mmmm sun.
tingly pinprick bumps covering my skin. hair standing up.brrrr...
5 ten more degrees. almost there.
i dont care. so soon.
so soon....
( sigh. close my eyes. the corners of my lips turn upward)
happy
