Under six hundred year old trees as thick as a car
sitting on the grounds where the Chumash lived for
thousands of years
Cool night air cleansed by the salt water waves
sounds of nocturnal night beasts
City voices silence and die a city death
wild nature soothes the smoky soul
the sun is down and heading for Asia
thoughts are born – thoughts that never lived before
ancient stories come calling – myths begin to chant
and dance
voices from the netherworld
disconnected from evil electricity and opinions
you take notice – things are different
a refreshing waterfall of peace trickles
in a tired blood stream
visions of old wars and journeys burn
in the flames
knowledge prances in the night air
inviting you to engage
put another log on and wait just a
few more minutes
two lane black tops back in the 1950’s
Kerouac – California
Steinbeck upstairs typing away
Kennedy giving speeches and Castro smoking cigars
Eisenhower and Mamie
two tone shoes and Bill Haley and The Comets
Buddy Holly and the crash of the Iowa plane
Polio sugar cubes and flat top haircuts
Cheap gas and high grade V8s
Chrome ideas and hula hoops
the fire dies low and tree frogs croak
bed time