the waterfront
Posted: October 10th, 2015, 8:23 pm
it is quiet as the lights on the river shine in the currents- more than once- the bridges called out to the skies in amazement at all the action going on- the bikes ride by with thier little lights and helmets in the night air-
i play frisbee with the dog quite often here- on the little area of grass by the river- mister catches it in mid air- old women and thier poodles on leash slip in and out of doorways-i pretend i do not notice-
after the dog is panting and the store windows seem less interesting - wandering home- the trolley rumbles by- the freeway whistles in the distance- i retire to my lofty bedroom-sleeping i dream of a time that has almost disappeared from memory
we were dressing the cat- my sister and i- and pushing it around in a baby carriage- walking to the school down the street and climbing the fence to play on the spinner-
the kids in the neighnorhood were 'in' for the night= we were not- the night was filled with stars and cool breezes- our parents were busy watching tv.
i guess those places were somewhere that i thought were lost- but tonight they are freed here by the wilamette river-
this place brings solitude and sanity to a very crazy world-a perspective that has festivals and farmers markets and wine tasting all along the banks-
portland has places that bring harmony to a moment of poetry= people just wander- skateboarders- the bike riders= the smells of bakery goods in the air-
coffee= popcorn- pizza- chinese food all waft into the silient evenings here in the city where lonley is a personal choice
dog lovers and people gather at the expo center- free nail clippings- and teeth cleanings for your dog- and if you are lucky - you can train your dog to find truffles.
i guess
there is a woman that has a coffee house- she goes to junk stores and buys really ugly shit and sells it- or tries to in her lil coffee house- she is from korea.brass cats and bad paintings.bowls that i wonder what possesed her to buy-
she likes to shop -
i made soup today=
i am wearing my ninja turtle pajamas and have had a beautiful day
painted last night and like what i did- that is slightly unusual- because- maybe that is not always the case-
in the group where we all talk about ourselves = my friends releasing those things that once held them back-my sister calls and wants to go home to australia= she misses her dog.
i understand= really i do- we are waiting until dark before our next walk- because animal control and i do not agree- leashes suck
i play frisbee with the dog quite often here- on the little area of grass by the river- mister catches it in mid air- old women and thier poodles on leash slip in and out of doorways-i pretend i do not notice-
after the dog is panting and the store windows seem less interesting - wandering home- the trolley rumbles by- the freeway whistles in the distance- i retire to my lofty bedroom-sleeping i dream of a time that has almost disappeared from memory
we were dressing the cat- my sister and i- and pushing it around in a baby carriage- walking to the school down the street and climbing the fence to play on the spinner-
the kids in the neighnorhood were 'in' for the night= we were not- the night was filled with stars and cool breezes- our parents were busy watching tv.
i guess those places were somewhere that i thought were lost- but tonight they are freed here by the wilamette river-
this place brings solitude and sanity to a very crazy world-a perspective that has festivals and farmers markets and wine tasting all along the banks-
portland has places that bring harmony to a moment of poetry= people just wander- skateboarders- the bike riders= the smells of bakery goods in the air-
coffee= popcorn- pizza- chinese food all waft into the silient evenings here in the city where lonley is a personal choice
dog lovers and people gather at the expo center- free nail clippings- and teeth cleanings for your dog- and if you are lucky - you can train your dog to find truffles.
i guess
there is a woman that has a coffee house- she goes to junk stores and buys really ugly shit and sells it- or tries to in her lil coffee house- she is from korea.brass cats and bad paintings.bowls that i wonder what possesed her to buy-
she likes to shop -
i made soup today=
i am wearing my ninja turtle pajamas and have had a beautiful day
painted last night and like what i did- that is slightly unusual- because- maybe that is not always the case-
in the group where we all talk about ourselves = my friends releasing those things that once held them back-my sister calls and wants to go home to australia= she misses her dog.
i understand= really i do- we are waiting until dark before our next walk- because animal control and i do not agree- leashes suck