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|Big Sur (standard:poetry, 297 words)|
|Author: Billy Jack Baxter||Added: Oct 01 2003||Views/Reads: 2166/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|What can I say, a story or poem about Big Sur.|
Big Sur The cliffs of Big Sur stand tall and rigid like their watch dog Redwoods That wear a halo of ocean mist fog, guarding, looming, Spectating,from Their sloping grandstand view to the beckoning Horizon ofadventure...The cliffs smile their toothy grin westward, as The cold Pacific surf thrashes and washes its stony extent, making Beautifully sad nature music...Rumbling, crashing, whispering, crying, Choruses repeatedly evident since anyone or anything can remember...I Am lost in your trance, your chance meeting still haunting my memory, Now a decade past...I remember stopping at a small gas station set Back from the road, white-washed clapboard exterior gleaming like a Pearl against the dense green foliage...Red dirt road fading to black, Disappears into the mystery...Calling me, pulling me into the heart of The haunt...Such a familiar feeling, feeling of belonging, soft Hovering feeling...Everything familiar, roads, buildings, views, Smells, trees, rocks, incredibly eerie, but not frightening...I parked And walked along the shaky snaky edges of the Big Sur cliffs, feet Firmly planted on the westward end of our continent, but spirit Soaring high above the mighty Big Sur surf line...Free to Explore...Beckoning paths lured me deep into the giant wooded stick Forest, trees standing straight and true, lined up like birthday Candles on a cake...The feeling stayed with me the whole time I was in The Big Sur trance, leaving me just as fast as I traveled on down Highway 101 toward Carmel...But, the feeling haunts me still...I can Still smell the fragrant redwoods, the salty ocean foam, hear the Murmuring songs of the surf, hypnotic, in my soul that lures me to the Spot...A Feeling of deep belonging, a compelling desire that something Or someone is calling to me there, amidst the towering redwoods, under That blue serene Pacific splendor... Billy Jack Baxter Tweet
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