May 1, 2009

Bo Bay Today, April 29, 8:12 a.m.

- By Jon Moore

Solace of space
For the human race
Can’t fall from grace
No, not in this place

Feeling sounds
From all around
Squawking finds
Gulls of like minds

Blasting rays
Heat in waves
As faces front
Feel the sizzling brunt

Boat to launch
Bo fisherman
At sea he’ll lunch
Then return again

Off the channel
Mirror sight
In all this space
No brighter light

than right here today on the Bo Bay


  1. This guy notices I can

    Thanks so much,

    Eugene, OKC, OK