From Grandview Park

George Washington High School glows at dusk,

A monument to the man: noble, restrained, solid;

The place to turn when aspiring buildings pull you no higher,

And you’re afraid to come down to earth.

Stowe Lake San Francisco

In a row on a log

Basking in the sun

Turtles show their shell to the world.

Morning in the Avenues

Trilling birds penetrate fading sleepiness

Waking residents to a new dawn

Daring them to go out on a limb

Purse their lips

Make love sounds to the world.

Ortega street resevoir

Tai Chi artists

Go with the flow in the fog,

As I shiver and quiver

Looking for Marin Hills and God.

Hills – San Francisco

Getting steeper every year,

You stop at the top a little longer.

After you’ve caught your breath,

You keep watching.

Don’t know how long you’ll be here.

6 Masonic – san francisco

End of the line,

Bus pulls into circle.

Driver springs from coach to peer at the ocean against the wind,

Facing it stoically like he does his riders,

But loving the fierceness.

Vacation’s over

Having left to get out of the fog,

We approach the bridge in gloom.

Speechless, we watch gray loom in the Golden Gate,

Thinking of next year, our long long wait.

Lone mountain college

The poor can’t afford to study in you,

But we ponder your beauty,

Vowing to endure dark days,

Until fog lifts, and we stand, gloriously in the sun.

Spreckels lake

Sutro Tower looms in background, receiving signals from the gods.

When radio-controlled boats rock the water,

I yawn, drift, nod.

On the waterfront

Watching light shine off buildings on Treasure Island,
You know you missed a moment in the sun,
How you coulduh been somebody.

Backing from the rail, you sit to feel your pain,
Then notice the light’s stillness, how peaceful you feel,
How you’ve forgotten the wind.

You know the sun usually comes out,
That if you come all the time you will face your glaring pain until it weakens,
That your peace will become greater than your failure.

Standing, you feel the wind assault you.
You walk back, seeking light in everyone’s face,
All of you shivering.