Forgotten shipyards
Teetering on toxic docks
Soon shall rise again
Forgotten shipyards
Teetering on toxic docks
Soon shall rise again
Crisp wintery day
Walking around and around
The little boy sleeps
History making
Bringing back shipbuilding past
The bay thrives again
Boardwalk to nowhere
Shattered clouds race to the east
Where I used to run
Decrepit pilings
Marshlands skirt the city's edge
Development rise
Queensboro looming
Haunting my dreams like a wall
Marathon ego
Desert day waning
Racing back to the black house
Suburban loft life
Lagoon in the bluffs
Tucked away from western winds
Miles from everywhere
Spanning the sunset
Footsteps on an empty beach
Miles into the past
Fog engulfs the hills
Stretching out across big blue
Until tomorrow
Wings up, rolling right
Long travels from home to home
Now, where will we land?
Reverse commuting
To the island of lost dreams
To find the future
Windlass morning air
While the emails rolled on in
Learn that it can wait
Reprioritize
Fitting end to a wild week
Freshest halibut
The flattest valley
Low mountains overflowing
With sun scorched green piles
Solitary peak
Protecting the frigid sound
Looking down on me
Better way to go
Embrace the decompressing
Wherever you are
Hot day on the sound
Mellow ride yields to high speed
Never saving time
Sea serves humble pie
Off a pickup's beat up bed
Beginnings matter
Fly over playa
A few precious, quiet days
Leave it all behind