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pleasure boats ahead

traversing through Puget Sound

on a not so stormy day

airwaves transport the laughters

young and old enjoy the ride

between the mountains

great fishing in Puget Sound

migrating salmons

are filling the waterways

and price for salmon goes down

large blobs of seaweed

on the shores of Puget Sound

coastal foraging

dinner is abundantly

unless the roots are pulled out

diverse scenic views

a delight of Puget Sound

during all seasons

I want to explore this site

despite its Ring of Fire

paradise close by

Puget Sound for everyone

a place to enjoy

its beauty is inspiring

I’ll return later for more

no day seems the same

on the shores of Puget Sound

young and old rejoice

while age and fame have no say

in the midst of enjoyment

a hot day in May

and people are picnicking

along Puget Sound

where a cool breeze takes away

sweat and tears from hard labor

laughing out of joy

my laughter rings in my ears

I don’t want to stop

but changes are everywhere

sorrows are overwhelming

fear knocks on my door

which starts to constrict my heart,

but my thoughts parade

to a different drumbeat

and I change reality

thoughts of a doggie,

walking next to its owner,

kept on a short leash:

my time is shorter than yours,

but I’m the boss in your life

a cactus covered

with thorns holds in its center

a fruit, tough and sharp

from the outside but beneath

the skin is juicy and sweet

versatile suckers,

the unwelcome parasites,

who enter your life

at any opportune time

are challenging your kindness

overcome by fear

which I cannot face without

helpers of my mind

telling myself of a life

beyond this poor existence

the sun breaks through and

another day of warmth and

light surrounds me

while I’m all alone without

sharing with another soul

heavy downpours batter

streets and fill empty holes

which are a nuisance

for city walkers gazing

at a merciless sky

shock and awe

after expulsion

of mother’s womb

repeats itself over and over

through different scenarios

clouds passing by

with million tons of water

locked-in to be released

at an area where

tears of joy may arise

guarded well

the water rolls on

through heaven and earth

it comes and goes

sometimes silently, often not

lonely days

were plenty around

during my early years

they actually just multiplied

in the years to come

 

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