Here there is quiet,
The feet of the pelicans
The cars drifting by.
Here there is peace.
Here is where I daydreamed about a dress,
long and flowing and white with guitar pics
stuck to it- breathless and kind of torn up
with a rock and roll veil
that maybe I will make for a wedding dress or for
a party dress.
An airplane made a white streamer across the sky,
and I felt the Gulf moody and changing and blowing nearby.