the city park-
sandwiched between the freeway
and the ocean, lined with palm tress
and a village of tanker ships in the distance,
and families on picnics and lovers near fairy lights
and bikes outfitted with lady gaga pumping speakers,
and dogs in backpack and macaws on perches,
-twinkled on saturday night like an ephemeral artery.
and there we were right in the mix and the flow and the action,
riding home from dinner and drinks with mates,
chatting and enjoying the breeze on a balmy tropical evening.
grateful to be out of doors, free, wanted, loved and alive.
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celebration- | sɛlɪˈbreɪʃ(ə)n |
[mass noun] the action of celebrating
an important day or event:
the birth of his son was a cause
for celebration.
[count noun]
a social gathering or enjoyable activity
held to celebrate something:
a birthday celebration.
last day of school.
wedding anniversary.
father’s day.
birthday.
pandemic.
lock down.
restaurants closed.
restaurants open
but with only
two people.
he made the best of it.
empty restaurants.
no music.
things could be worse.
grateful to be loved:
co-workers,
friends,
family.
wu tang
on the way there.
full moon,
cocktails,
bright eyes
on the way
home.
forty seven
fits strange.
how do
we become
the men
we are?
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