by over mountain edging sea
sun contemplates the trees
the trees eat up the sun
they blossom, the rivers run
and wise old rock by time inscribed
shares history with the sky
© 2013, poem, Jamie Dedes, All rights reserved; photo credit ~ Caliliver and released into the public domain
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You transported me into your world. Beautiful visionary words.
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Thank you!
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The Big Sur and being old
And dreaming with Jack Kerouac
And wishing I was back in the 60s
When all the girls were pretty
and Jack ruled the world of Desolation Angels
and I had my own brief look
through the curtain of conservative upbringing
at the Darma Bums.
And telling people I knew Ginsberg
And William Carlos Williams
And then you lift all the detritus
of my life
From off the present.
You. Jamie Dedes
And I like your poem
But I really wish you never did.
I wish I could forget I never marched against Viet Nam
But I still like your poem
It’s not your fault
but I wish you hadn’t written one word.
It makes me sad.
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I’m so sorry! 😦
When I wrote it I was actually think of Natural History.
I do appreciate your pointed and spontaneous poem.
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Don’t be sorry. I loved the photos and I loved those days and I’m fairly content these days. But it was a good prompt.
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Why do you always make me homesick for Half Moon Bay!? :0)
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…”shares history with the sky…” Beautiful, Jamie! Before Eli and I dropped Bea off at Stanford we took a quick trip down to Monterey. While Eli was touring the International school there, Bea and I took a few hours to see how far we could get along Big Sur. It is awesome, and you have captured it so well.
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I’m so glad you got to see it. If you didn’t get a chance to stop at Ano Nuevo Beach, I hope you will one of these times. Stunning color not to be missed. Bring camera. (Actually, I can’t even picture you without a camera, Naomi!)
http://www.parks.ca.gov/?page_id=523
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