L'aura del Campo

"The dawn yawn". Frozen in Montana.

"Was it ice that gave you away, I wondered: rim of white around the puddle, black and smooth in the middle." KE

Today dawned with a frozen yawn. Summer has fled back to California. Her sister, Autumn, missed her flight from Portland. Their misfit brother had to catch the bus in Bismarck, North Dakota. He arrived today. W. we whisper at him . We do not use his given name.

"No, it was the frozen look on your face." KE

The dawn yawn

The dawn yawn opens wide,
stifles itself,
in the cool of a California oceanside
clouds cover the morning-after breath
of a sleepness night.
Between flights,
odd birds sit on the tarmac,
milling flies
ready to enter the mouth of the day.
In L.A.
it's the early chill that catches the worms half-awake,
yearning to go back to sleep;
but, the dawn has its way
and even worms have appointments to keep.

© Kåre Enga [166.223] 2009-10-07

Sketching it out :

Well, I slept on the floor of LAX and although not cold like Montana, it was hardly comfortable. May have been more so if the Food Court wasn't being renovated, if the cleaners had been quiet, if the loudspeakers weren't conducting an emergency test. I looked out on the tarmac at the planes: Qantas... could it fly me somewhere south or at least somewhere quieter?



Thou :

I'm baaaack. That means I get to catch up to what all-y'all been up to.

Me and Mine :

Woke up and went for bread.

Called my friend Gare to remind him his birthday is Saturday (if he keeps getting older he may catch up to me ); always good to hear his voice.

Too early to function well, but I have goals: download the pictures from the camera and start writing about my trip. I have 30 pages of cursive in my Journal and other notes.

Soon, I'll need to join an additional website that Sheila (Nada) has mentioned before. I have so much to write about.

Slowly... very slowly... my writing improves and more importantly... my personal dragons are defeated one-by-one.

Montana : 26º in Missoula at 9 a.m.

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