If there could be a place where love lives,
it would be here, in this almost surreal
portrait of life. Hot coffee steams against the fabric
of our lips but it is this supreme view

of sparkling skies amongst the glitter
of ocean eyes that is caffeinating our hearts
as we, the soul of two lovers, walk this path
with silence but communicate through the common
desire of this moment.

Indeed, if Mother Nature was a poet
she wrote this so beautifully; the way the sea perfectly
illuminates the daylight of serenity;

the way the Sun reaches down layering
pavements and seaside structures with a unique warmth
curing a slightly damp chilliness spit by the winds
of time

and the way these minutes seem to resonate
in the fragrance of stillness as on this day

Marginal way has captured me again magnifying
the minds romance with nature and the delicious
feel of relaxation. On this path there are many aromas
of smiles as the beauty of relationships of all flavors

are explored and brought together by the currents
of time. Many generations have inhaled here and many
futures will exhale this magnificent capture

and I, we and they are the present movements
drifting through this path of forever.
© 2012
Tarringo T. Vaughan

To the southeast, outlines of Perkins Cove stare – like a voyeur
with open eyes blind to half-naked swimmers and intermediate
Surfers who ride roaring waves back to the fading hairline
of shore – low tide where…
crowds of footprints trace
the fingerprints of adult children tossing Frisbees
and aiming colors of balls in the challenge of Bocce.

In front of me, a young girl is covered in sand; blanketed
by the earths clay, she giggles as this perfect day absorbs the childhood
of relaxation. And there are many sand castles built through
the foundation of creativity showcasing the ability of the mind’s
hands when it is at ease
resting in the temperature of summer’s breeze
as it breathes; a feeling that feels so good as it blows through me
temporarily drying drizzles of sweat
off my forehead
as five o’clock shadows descend
down upon this unity of lifestyles;

a sea of poetry journaling right at the fingertips
of my consciousness.
© 2012
Tarringo T. Vaughan