Almanac Poem

Today’s NaPoWriMo challenge is to complete an “almanac” questionnaire about your favorite place, then use some of your answers to create a poem. The questionnaire includes such things as weather, customs, flora and fauna, what you see walking down the street, what you hear at the border, etc.

~~~~~

my father called it

the air-conditioned city

with its fine ocean breezes

and bone-chilling fog

you can call it

San Francisco or the City

but never, never call it Frisco!

~~~~~

walking  to Chinatown

breathless, climbing

always climbing

at the top of each hill

a different view of the City

~~~~~

rest with the sea lions

out on the docks

sunning themselves

slacking off

and lazing about

me, too

~~~~~

amongst the beauty

of parks and palaces

homeless encampments

life in a tent

scrap of a letter

he wrote to his family

but never sent

death on the street

beanbag rounds and

bullet casings

justice delayed

justice denied

~~~~~

does Rodin’s Thinker

contemplate these things

as he sits on his pedestal

sad and serious

unaffected by

his lack of clothing

or shelter

~~~~~

at the ocean’s border

the crush of waves

the cry of gulls

the fog-bearing wind

the rhythm of wheels

meeting the steel bridge

singing their high-pitched goodbye

rhythm of a heart

that beats for the city

~~~~~

 bridge skyline crop2

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