Birthday Bay Crossing III: Back to Port

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reentry to near space anticipated

in approximately one half-hour 

All systems a-go-go

 

 Had my sun and fun

had my smoke and lunch

chatted with strangers & children

who are never strangers unless

the parents tell them to be

I barely set foot on land but

I can say I was there

After living and working in San Francisco

I am a visitor, occasional entertainer

I always miss it but not as it exists today

Whatever else bohemia is

it is always yesterday

 

 

Time to catch a crabber

and crab walk out of town

 

 

And we're off

Adios San Francisco

I'll be back sooner next time

"San Francisco values"
"Pelosi Country"
"Far-left Socialists"

How we appeared to my remote cam
a half-hour earlier
like a time-shift camera in the Twilight Zone

 Back under the Bay Bridge
bound for the East Bay

 

 

 

 

 

 Never too far away

 

 

 

 The monumental will of mankind

 

 

 

 

 The Day draws away

as all days may

 

 

 

The man-made and the God-made 

collide to coincide 

 

Looking North

a carpet of marine fog

inexorably takes the Bay

 

 

Good old San Francisco
Mean old Frisco

 

 

 

Heading for Port
in elegant silence

So long it's been to know ya

 

 

 

 Patrol boat going the other way

 

 

Entering the inner harbor

 

 

 

Intense looking kid next to me

Ought to  go into modeling

with those eye-brows 

 

 

Part of a local family unit

No ostensible tourists today

 

 

 

 

 

 

Big shipping row

 

 

 

 All business on a weekday

 

 

 

On a scale the Ohlone

builders of graceful shell-mounds

could never have imagined

 

 

 

 

The Navy has had this gargantuan ship

for month's now

 

 

 

 

Right where the Society of the Spectacle

has its latest stadium planned

 

 

 

USS John Glenn

a beacon to all space-adventurers

counting my humble self

A mighty prow
plowing the waves
ever on

Suddenly the familiar

I'm back on the funky streets
of Port side Oakland

A spooky nook

 

 

 

Contemplating a coffee table

Indigo mirror filled with high clouds 

 

Epilogue

 

Upstairs for a birthday brew

on the bonny bonny of Loch Lomond 

Slainte

 

 

 

 

28 July 2021