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November 1st early
morning past sunrise
I’m out in the middle
of the deserted road

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I stop to savor the
moment under a sturdy
blue sky half moon
suspended late up there

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my eyes running up to
the lengths of the tall
palm trees where only
a bird or two greet me

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I’ve got a couple of hours
a couple of water bottles and
some mountains to follow here’s
peace before my Sunday starts

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From the poetry collection California Notebooks 02 now on sale.

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