First poem of 2014.
Sutro
Morning warming sun
Chill breeze on my cheeks
The surf mist tickles
Bones vibrate with each thu-thump of the waves
Gulls call
And everywhere
The light
The light
The light
Rik Panganiban, 2014
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First poem of 2014.
Sutro
Morning warming sun
Chill breeze on my cheeks
The surf mist tickles
Bones vibrate with each thu-thump of the waves
Gulls call
And everywhere
The light
The light
The light
Rik Panganiban, 2014