Cafe Au Lait
Brings back aromatic, delicious yesterdays.
Our San Francisco les journeees!
Of winding streets and moonlit sweaty-love
soaked sheets.
North Beach, homemade Italian fresh baked
bread and cheese.
Our favorite, Osso Bucco, when we were in the
mood.
In our shining, blessed, Marina neighborhood.
Days we stood on the historic Eureka ferry.
The wooden steamboat, on which we planned
to marry.
Days of poetry of Kerouac and Ginsberg.
And admiring 'The City's,' stonework.
Walking up and down blessed hills.
I close my eyes, now reliving it all at will.
Ah, those intimate poetry nights, just for us two.
And that is exactly when melodious foghorns blew!
And on our memorable garden roof,
the Golden Gate Bridge in full view.
At night, it glowed with amber hue,
Lit for us, Mon Amour!
Years have mystically slipped away.
But you and I are forever-lovers
in celestial, star blessed play
Love's memories do linger close.
Forever us, my moonlit, memory's
most fragrant rose!
"The Eureka"
Poet's Notes
The EUREKA is the largest
wooden paddle steamboat in
the world.
It once ferried commuters.
It is a historic landmark now
based at the Hyde Street Pier
in San Francisco.
This is the ship I was to be
married on. The inside is so
beautiful!
Images of the Eureka are
online, FYI.
Thank you, Panagiota
August 25, 2020
Midnight
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