A valley of lights

twinkling orange and white

brighten the night

with their silent song



Skyscrapers loom high

almost to puncture the sky

and a stranger might

cry for all it's beauty



But only one star

can shine through from afar

and leaves only one scar

in the brown night's purity



When you come into view

my heart beats anew

with all the love I have for you

my favorite city

Slowly you fade away

    into the clouds

    into the haze



The lights are gone,

    but I still feel warm

The scenes are gone,

    but I still feel like I'm there

The people are gone,

    but they left a permanent mark

ONE** pointed starfish

clinging for life

waiting for high tide



TWO small children

string along side

the gentles waves



THREE ocean ferries

hopeless tourist traps

whale watching- no avail



FOUR sneaky seagulls

begging for food

stealing your lunch



FIVE murky footprints

imprinted in the sand.

Attached to them? Memories.

Seattle is like a harp,

    many strings

         many lengths

              many sounds



Each unique to themselves

      but when played together

           create perfect harmony

Racing through grey waves

Vagabond of the sea

Wind as your leader