Sunday, September 30, 2012

California dream time


Magical days 
in a bright dawn life 
West coast sunsets;
hill-whispered nights

Honeysuckle, Dianthus

Green jades and pools 
neon sunglasses
on our Coppertone jewel  

Surf sounds and life guards

sandy carpet clues 
convertibles and flip flops
The suns against the blues

Jasmine flowers, cactus

Hidden oranges and scented pines
citrus and sticky 
in life and love sublime

Bleached beach paths 

A twisty wistful tour  
of sweet California dreams 
and young life's couture

Jumbo jet junkets

sisterly visits   
for looking and finding
the future implicit

Babies and diapers 
sunscreen and strollers
ice cream whites
and turquoise wave rollers

Our California girl

Like we all wish they could be
She's still Californian
and a deep love to me

And in California dream time 

life's sweetness persists
in the shadows of dreams
is where it exists

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