Tuesday, October 7, 2014
The Ocean is on Fire
The water laps quietly, repetitive
The ocean is on fire
The sun setting on the horizon
Reddish orange creeping below
The flat and the clouds
Igniting the reflective landscape
Transforming it; undulating
Pushing, pulling, glistening, sparkling
Wave after wave
Stoping continuance until
The last word is written
You yearn for the sunset again
To be encased in the warm burn again
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Friday Music - Ju Kaia
Feeling better. Ready to go. This is usually when either I fall flat on my face or end up having an epic time. Hope it's epic.
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Another year down. Was in New Orleans, Savannah, Chicago, the Great Wilderness, and San Francisco. I had one of the better years of my life.
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Leaving behind some kick as women in Chicago. I know they will handle the thugs. I'm going to Farm Aid...an all-time classic.
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After last weekend, I strained my back. Seriously, I can barely walk. Good job, team!
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