A Day on the Bay in May with Ray

Through the looking-glass porthole

It is necessary to travel

Widen the area of consciousness

Escape to San Francisco's waterfront

The new Bay Bridge

The old Eastern span gone at last

Commorants nest on the new one

The WIllie Brown bridge

Don't call it Frisco

San Franciscy

rhymes with whiskey

Bloat pig cruise ships

now dock here

Makes the city seem slutty

Onward

for some serious sailing

Oil on water

Ride the turbulence

It's an expanding

universe

A marine mammal's life

can be a lonely lot

But it needn't be

Our harbor seals

are a highly

social animal

Find your crowd

get in where

you fit in

Whatever you choose

freak freely

Look familiar?

A vintage Italian

street car awaits

but I'm a walker

Park you hogs

and work your dogs

A wooden propeller

I think it was from

a Viking shi

Here it is

a beloved National Park

for endangered species

A lot goes on here

small boats are built

First a brief visit

to the visitor center

Lighthouse of the Future

The entire universe

is flashing

off and on

Reminds me of

a quantum clockwork owl

I met on one of my plunges

into inter-dimentionality

Haunting my usual haunts

The Hyde Street Pier

Surrealist object:

Wooden Anchor

Meret Oppenheim, I think

Tall ships

looking fine

The Thayer

refurbished from the bottom

to the top

Le Bateau Noir

A sweet little boy urged

 his Mom down to the water

dipped his toe, shrieked, and ran

I casually walked down and stood

in the surf up to my knees,

I looked over and he was watching me,

Smiles stretched across the beach

The towering

Golden Gate bridge

the Pacific ocean

Three hours after leaving my freezer

still has a shard of ice

oddly shaped and even

resembling perfectly

a fish

Things started to seem

a little distant

Sunlight and motion

sleepiness ensues

I dreamt I was on another

deserted streetcar

not even a driver

I sat down and it started to move

I suppose their like MUNI trains now

they no longer need a driver

Fortunately I awoke again

before my ferry left

Didn't want to have to

spend a night on Alcatraz

Time to get my

tramp steamer afloat

Warm affection for all

the friendly faces I saw

Back through the porthole

into the mirror world

19 May 2017