All the weary travellers,
Safe in this structure so sparse but practicable,
The bay is so serene,
Even the ravens call out to us in an invitation to rejoice,
On this sojourn,
With this eclectic group of artist,
We trooped all over Long Beach and the forest coves,
Agreeing later to part ways and paint,
Our visions so different,
But this Pacific Rim Park so appealing,
And the end result those works similar,
I hope all is sated,
At the highway diner we greeted again,
Our feelings of the day displayed in paint,
Meares Island has seen the tears of the disheartened,
Mighty protesters fending Meares's sanctity against those callous loggers,
The greedy only leave a selfish legacy and the savaging of that beautiful land.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
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