Ode to the Verdugo Mountains

In the early morning

there is nothing like driving east

on Sherman Way in the San Fernando Valley.

Not too many drivers

on the road

the view of the Verdugo mountains

are straight ahead. 

The Verdugo shine with a blue gray hue

recalling my youthful wild days.

The street is lined

with dark green pepper trees

blocks of brilliant yellow mustard greens

freely enhanced with

miles of tall brown, yellow wheat weeds

What is left of a wild valley?

It is a cool windy day

the will-o'-the-wisp

goes around and round.

Made up of different colored leaves

memories that stir within me.

Coolness on clothes

distance of windy gray sky

maybe rain will fall

onto the concert of

the Los Angeles River

Parallel to

the Verdugo Mountains.

Prehistoric blue gray mountain range

wild dew memories

inspire feelings

I am getting younger

not older.

~Hudley Flipside

Hudleyflipside.com

Author: Hudley Flipside

Welcome to Hudley Flipside’s “The Seminary Of Praying Mantis Publishing.” Praying mantis shows me her story of life, death, and rebirth. For me she is an image or symbol of the divine in all things. I watch the praying mantis in my garden and have taken her image as my logo. She is an amazing little creature, and I relate to her connection to nature. We are both wild and part of this strange world. She is a part of my mythology as I am part of hers.

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