Benicia Poems - Poems about Benicia

...Oars and jars in place, sails ready to blossom, map drawn as a moon. Chinese character, rhythm of life, painted on the hull. It is strange that I see. On every mornings breeze. That ther......

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...Rose fingered dawn appeared early today at the island, East Brothers Light station. From Benicia hills I caught the first ray. Now, absorbing my share of sun's ration on this islet in San Francis......

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...When we are delirious with the delirium of sickness we begin to ask those ?'s what is the meaning of life? Is there a God? Heaven and Hell? Is time circular, like the mandala spherical like......

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...Coming over the hill this morning, carefully crossing the Benicia bridge, was magical, the sunrise was turning lightening sky and clouds crimson, and the ridge way across the bridge was still dar......

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