Venice

This poem is for my most and maybe also my least favorite neighborhood in Los Angeles.  It brought me great fun AND great challenge on my sabbatical journey.  I celebrate my time there and honor all who choose to live there.  It truly is a fascinating place…

❤  ❤  ❤  ❤  ❤  ❤  ❤  ❤

Venice.  Oh, Venice.

How I wanted you to be

My creative p a r a d i s e

…with edgy seams.

Pieced together

From mismatched parts,

You’re the epitome of style,

Hipness, and  Å ℝ Ⴀ.

Bike rides, skateboards,

Surfing and sand.

Walk streets, canals…

A Mystery Land.

Drink cappuccino,

See and be seen.

I endeavored to love you

And crafted a dream…

Inside my heart

The stage was set,

But when I arrived

Resistance was met.

Noise and chaos,

Weirdness and grime

Coexist right next to

What’s (really) quite divine.

A visit is nice–

Even stay for a while…

Appreciate the mixture;

It’s good for a smile.

Diversity I love,

And, occasionally, surprise.

But for home I want

There to be no disguise:

Beauty as beauty.

Pure and true.

I like to feel safe,

Even if that’s “uncool”.

On a path of detours,

Hard lessons grow roots…

For guiding my life

And revealing my Truth.

I’m thankful to Venice–

For exposing what I liked

Some parts, you see,

Really felt “just right“.

Others, apparently,

Were too far afield

For a quiet garden-girl

With a small streak of  e ạ Ḷ

❤  ❤  ❤  ❤  ❤  ❤  ❤  ❤

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(I still love you Venice….)

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