Tangerine clouds melt into lavender waves.
I sip icy sauvignon blanc, give thanks
for a quiet week overlooking unpredictable ocean.
Small dogs gnaw rawhide bones upon comfortable futons.
Distant pelicans drop from bruised sky,
slide just above violet beach, darkening shoreline.
New books, old movies soothe the heart.
Frosty mornings invite exploration of ridge trail,
familiar path circumventing oak and pine,
mysterious canyons draped with kudzu garlands.
This is the sanctuary to which I escape,
feed my soul, face another New Year.
By Jennifer Lagier
Jennifer Lagier has published ten books and in literary magazines. She taught with California Poets in the Schools, co-edits the Homestead Review, helps coordinate monthly Monterey Bay Poetry Consortium Second Sunday readings. Forthcoming books: Harbingers (Blue Light Press), Scene of the Crime (Evening Street Press), Camille Abroad (FutureCycle), Forthcoming: Like a B Movie (FutureCycle Press, 2018).Click here to visit her website. Photo by the author.