Monet Cathedral, Sunset

A night barge
drifts upon the gray horizon;
pen strokes stir to capture this
poor pilgrim’s progress.

Then here you go wading
into my thoughts again:
we’re sitting in a cemetery,
watching for headlights,
watching the leaves journey
downward.

The barge still chases
the distal West.
And I’m still chasing phantasms,
chasing retreads of a lesser past.
Isn’t this life a seashell to the ear?
Making something out of nothing,
waiting for the signal through the static.

– Palos Verdes, CA

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Taken in Venice, CA