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Today, in Malibu

malibu1Most Sundays
my first year of law school
I’d walk down to Sunset Boulevard
for a bus to Malibu

The ride was long,
but the sense of hope
well worth it

Anything could happen
in Malibu

Maybe someone
would glimpse my writing
over my shoulder and know
I needed to write their next
blockbuster
screenplay

Or someone else
would see my strong chin
and say, delighted,
“You’re exactly
the villainess I had in mind
for my next
blockbuster!”
(because all villainesses
have strong chins)
and I would never
have to worry
about being poor
again

I ended up
joking with David Duchovny
in the bathroom line
one day, but that
was as close
as Malibu got me
to living the dream

Years later,
moved from Japan
back to Oregon
and then
once again
to L.A.,
I visited Malibu
and felt that familiar sense of hope
at the thought of everything
maybe still to come

Soon after that,
my sister and I stood
at Malibu’s shoreline and wondered
about the baby
I’d introduce
to the world
later
that year

This morning
I left that baby
(now a big boy
and budding writer)
with his father
and drove
to Malibu
with that big boy’s
baby brother
(not even a glimmer
in my mind
when I last
stood there
at ocean’s
edge)

I should have
been in Malibu yesterday
for the wedding of two friends
who knew me back when I was
little more than
quiet longing for
something,
anything,
different

Alas,
I was sick
yesterday

Today,
well enough
to drive, and to
stand, and to hold
a wiggling baby, I
joined them for brunch
instead
and all
was more
than well

Better than “well,”
it was, I daresay,
perfect

malibu2For though I
could not name
that perfection
as I watched my
second son play
with rocks, I
understood it
as I drove
away

Before,
in Malibu,
my hope always sprang
from thinking about
what might yet be
to come

Today,
in Malibu,
my hope sprang
from seeing
what already is
and knowing it
as endlessly better
than any vague
dream I ever
did
dream

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  1. March 29, 2015 at 4:18 pm

    Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.

  2. March 29, 2015 at 5:57 pm

    Beautiful.
    A moment to cherish, to savour and to hug to yourself as protection against dark days and nights.

  3. March 29, 2015 at 8:54 pm

    Beautiful!

  4. March 30, 2015 at 7:44 pm

    Contentment – what a lovely gift.

  5. March 31, 2015 at 3:55 am

    It is wonderful to hug today and know it is what we dreamed of without knowing. ❤

  6. March 31, 2015 at 11:14 am

    What a precious and spirit-lifting post. XOXO-Kasey

  1. May 3, 2015 at 9:54 am

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