Ode to California – Musings on the Journey so Far
After yet another dreary day,
She speaks to me.
She keeps my stresses at bay,
The Santa Cruz Sea.
The Funkadelic notes of the Venice Coast
The palms adding a soft, euphoric vibrato
The harmonious shrieks of the drunken desert ghost
Ah, listen, the East and West sides rapping in staccato.
The subtle clamour of the looming redwoods
The adagio beats of a lost Burbank tape,
A rhythm-and-blues uproar from Vons, the lemon-baked goods!
The steady hum of the San Fran bay, from land’s eerie cape.
The chill reggae waves from Northern Humboldt County
The profound chirp from Ashbury, near Haight
The vibrations of Venice beach’s bounty,
The desperate cry of a Lost Angelino’s flight.
I will always be lured
Despite my temporarily homeless fate,
Towards the path to being cured,
With the sweet tunes leading to the direction of a magical, healing state.