Bye World

Credit: Jonathan Gonzalez

“Bye World,” it claimed.
With a warning that could never leave your sight.
The typical next to the questionable.
Who would write that?
Who stood here in such despair?
Brick wall seems fitting.
But if you turn around
You can see it standing right there.
The beauty and the observer.
“So powerful it was,” we will think one day.
The laid out beaches and the canyon’s rim.
Streets among ponds.
Against a water that never waned but swam us home.
A rocky surface that never subsides.
What we did with one blanket,
While the rain poured on the sea water and backyards,
A beauty hidden in warmth.
But it was so cold it seemed.
But cool as the ghost stood frozen,
Among grass fields that could steal you away.
And the waves here never stay quiet.
But I love it like that.
We never stay quiet.