Lake said
Take care
On the eve of the
New year
Stations bustle
With life and hope
New Years resolve on
Full display
Hoping to see a year anew
Starting over in a city
Seeming to fit
This year will be a hit
Lake Said
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Monthly Archives: December 2018
Rainy Lazy
Lazy rain
On a Monday
New Year’s Eve
Hours away
Bring the fresh start
Without the clouds
Doing their part
Come new year
In due time
Start again
Feeling fine
Ship Canal
When the Des Plaines and Illinois Rivers
Meet
Headed to the Mississippi
There is a pace
Nestled on the shores
Of Lake Michigan
Black building scraping the sky
Leaning back
On the windy side
At the bed of the river
Lies mysteries
And long live series
Notes and pens
Float at the riverbed
Years of passing through a city’s heart
And in all of our heads
When the three rivers make one
And down stream it flows
Through Chicago
Chicago CST
Chicago CST
Central Standard
I keep on planning
To make my way
To the Windy City
Last the cornfield to the north
Passes
Before the lake approaches
A feeling
Of lost but
Not stolen
Chicago
On my mind
As I head that way
New Year’s Sky
New Years Sky
New York City
Bustling streets
Everyday dreams
On the streets
Lifted up to
Empire high
Ever upwards
And continually so
Feeling the New Years glow
Eastern Seaboard Foam
The seaboard
Bustles in the east river
East of the Manhattan bustle
In Brooklyn
Memories
Of these sights
Pass through
My mind
On a morning
In Indiana
Ventura and Sunset
There is a place
I wish to go
When the snow gets cold
When the sun is
Grey with clouds
Obstructing the way
Out on the western edge
Way west
Just past Ventura
And Sunset
In January
Eve of February
Take me there
Evening sweet
Western Coffee Cup
The western coffee cup
Above the border
Where the wind is mild
And peaceful
Where the palms
Sway late into the night
Los Angeles
Abounds
When the western coffee cup
Is had west of town
Coffee Gallery
Coffee gallery
Of beans
From all over the world
One cup
One whirl
Spring water
Fresh through the grounds
Can be found
In any town
Coffee gallery with a view
To see the beauty of golden hues
Acidity
Acute Courage
Acute courage
Lingering verbiage
Subservient against
The grain
Go
Getter
In a time of full blown fear
Tearing at our hearts
And minds
Acute courage is needed
In the thickest of weeds
So that the strong can truly
Be
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