a week's worth

october 12th

cold wet hands fall from

 storms winds, slapping night with our

first brisk evening

october 13th

a bird's song, nature's

gentle melody, whistles

warmth at starlight

october 14th

west of ocean winds

calm seas and hot sands hide from

changing seasons

october 15th

golden autumn sun

sneaks though oaks, pines, recalling

outdoor nostalgia

october 16th

sunken old shorelines --

fall's low, low tides reveal

their hidden treasures

october 17th

wrinkly, worn-out soles

embrace the barefoot comfort

of grassy backyards

october 18th

desert dryness sweeps

the already dead landscape

blowing heat offshore

We lost a good friend this weekend...

You brought flavor and spunk to so many lives. In their time of need, you were able to help those on the brink of sleep deprivation or those with an extreme lack of sobriety. When I held you in my hands, my fingers wrapped around your handle for the last time, I felt your intentions so pure and simple...that's when you fell, committing suicide on Jimmy's floor - sacrificing a fresh cup of venetian dark roast so as to 'go out with a bang.' As I looked down at my feet, your broken body scattered between caffeinated splatter with part of your handle still clenched between white knuckles, all I could think was 'we had a good run...a good run, indeed.' Farewell Gourmet Ground...rest in peace.



mid-week moments

october 9th

three elderly oaks

rise amongst hills, youthfully

playing in the wind

october 10th

weary storms crawl 'cross

oceans, wetting appetites

in thirsty autumn

october 11th

uninvited guest --

clouds break apart , replacing

lightning with sun beams

weekend catchup

october 5th

waves charge towards shore

enveloping obstacles

with a cool embrace

october 6th

brush stroke clouds relax

behind crisscrossed vapor trails

on humid mornings

october 7th

sweat pours from foreheads

to cactus-lined trails on sun-

day uphill battles

october 8th

the moon strikes a path

between shadows of tangled

vines and spider webs

october 4th

lazy sea gulls squak

at the frothy last steps of

dying ocean swells

october 3rd

soft, foggy blankets

caress backyard roses with

moist, dew-drop kisses

october 2nd

eucalyptus leaves

crunch under waking footsteps

breaking dawn's silence

october 1st

shimmering mountains

melt the horizon on late-

summer afternoons