Are we cool?

A deep marine layer with solid south wind

early morning sprinkles giving way

to eggs, hash browns and coffee

The official breakfast of spring and June gloom

You may be cool but are you 

"Eating eggs off your owns fins at the beach cool?"

Some of the local core at a Hand Plane Hoedown

Many moons ago

I turn my back on the ocean

To face the saw tooth mountains, foothills really

The site of shore break a millennium ago 

now the edge of the drainage 

the continent dissolving into the Pacific

I gather seeds

To sow a coat

of flowers to wear

next Spring