Writer in San Francisco, CA
In May, the fog slips
Into the city nestling
Against glass and steel
I am perched at the bar and
Swim in music and murmurs
Blue sky and white clouds Crisp Spring air kisses softly
Read more →
Hot earl grey tea…
Sidewalk dark with rain Fog hangs low…
Hazelnut coffee in the early gray morning…
Blue January sky, crips air nips…
Palm trees sway in the backyard…