Bodega
If you see me there, say hello

A pelican swoops Sure of its catch Lumbers into the sky
A seal bobs Another, a third Apples in a party barrel
Gulls screeching Rise from the shore Waters gray and blue
Laughter of children Heard while eating Simple as a music phrase
Crab traps on the quay A riot of mesh and smell Sheltered boats idle
I stopped for ice cream Mint chip chocolate Before being on my way

