I was thinking of another time some years ago when I lived in Daly City just outside of San Francisco and drove to work in part on the coast highway. I worked in San Francisco a brief time but have some good memories.
The morning bereft of color
mist defying gravity
horizon an eerie miasma
begins slowly lifting
blue sky curtain unfurling
as I traverse down Highway 1
past multi colored stuccoes
towering green pines reveling
shot through with slivers
of brilliant sun rays yellow
dancing on a topaz colored hood
as I leisurely drive to work
in my four door sedan ride
past shell littered beaches
covered with gulls grey white
the waves of the seething ocean
craftily sewn seamlessly
midnight blues and pthalo green
topped with foamy white brew
a quilted blanket for the sea
Ā© July 2016 Renee Espriu
Image Taken From Morgue File & Digitized by Myself
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I have walked and driven that section of coast line a few times many years ago Renee–daily fog was new to me then, but I always liked the lifting of it.
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I have seen a lot of fog in my time but living in it every day was new. When you woke of a morning in Daly City without fog it was a really good day. I absolutely love living close to the ocean so I adjusted. š
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Nice job! I’ve taken that drive š
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So many years ago. I was raised in So CA myself but loved the Bay area where my brother (now deceased) lived. I was there but a few months but still see the images as though it were yesterday.
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amazing pic and poem!
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I am always honored to have you visit here. Thank You!
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