Category Archives: Weather

Train Sound

I wonder why I heard the train today.Inversion in the atmosphere can bringthe whistle from the tracks that edge the bay,but weathermen have not said anythingof variance. The rails are miles away(like two point five by crow or seagull wing).The … Continue reading

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Twice Glad

A recent heat wave everywhere but hererecalls to me how much I love this spot.Appreciating coastal atmosphereI relish mild air that’s rarely hot.Another benefit I near forgotis how the inside light here changes phase.My place is bright each morning, but … Continue reading

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A Fit of Fortune

A fit of fortune has its way with me.Besieged by pleasant weather I am struck.Though elsewhere air is sweltering, I seeblue sky and feel a breeze and more than luck.I choose to live in good topographybeside a natural bay. Price … Continue reading

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Trumpets

Heralding summerthe blossoms trumpet southwardto the morning light

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Laggard

Regardless of the local temperature,no matter what the calendar declares,I’ve learned we’re fully into Spring, for sure,when this tree buds to leaf. Its twiggy hairsdon’t feather while each other tree preparesto start to eat the sunshine, air, and dirt.On College … Continue reading

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A Soft Spot

A week ago, while reading in my chair,the vernal sunshine beckoned me to startthe ceiling fan, and open to warm airthe door of glass beside me. Looking downI noticed withered bugs or dust motes there.I took a cloth and swept … Continue reading

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Heat & Fire

The photograph’s from April 21st.A morning shot, the blaze remote-controlled.The chill of dawn had thoroughly reversed,and forecasts showed an end to waking cold.A month of Spring had already been tolled,but California’s calendar divertsfrom elsewhere norms – the time has come … Continue reading

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Weird Quiet

The quiet’s weird, when what we have in mindare floods of Spring that flow from snow that nearedor passed recorded history. I findthe quiet’s weird. They plastered pictures when the drifts appeared.The pack’s too deep, but news is deaf and … Continue reading

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Tulips

This crazy rainy season perseveres.It’s falling now, and forecast for next week.But every day the vernal sun appearsuprising earlier, its rays obliqueand strengthening at dawn and dusk, while spearsof daffodils and tulips shoot to seekthe light, their bells on stalks … Continue reading

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Spring Again

Attracted to the winter all my years(perhaps it was that January birth),when chill will stimulate, and dark appearsso often it gives firelight more worth,I can’t ignore the present buds and spearsof vernal growth – renewal on the eartharound. I watch … Continue reading

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