Poetry

Crow Poem Revisited: Driving Home by Mark Tulin

Coming back to Santa Barbara from LA

Past the yellow of the mustard grass

The ever-changing blue-green sea

Into the setting orange sun

Past Santa Claus Lane and Summerland

Past the palms that rise so high

Into the ocean air that cools the spirit

Onto the ramp that takes me home.

Freelance writer, poet, yogi and photographer from Santa Barbara, California. I write and take pictures about a variety of topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia, to my years as a family therapist, and finally to my soul-searching years in California. The things that move me may have a humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry, pictures and stories resonate with you.

8 comments on “Crow Poem Revisited: Driving Home by Mark Tulin

  1. Lovely! Your poem evokes the feeling of coming home to a familiar landscape–regardless of what our own particular landscape looks like. Well done!

  2. Sweet! Love it, Mark.

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