Whales

A breeze kinda howls

Standing in an unstorm

A chat like that

Lanky eyed

Maestro hat 

A number of stars in the sky...not the billions you see in the country

As city urbanites 

Train shakes the ground in some

Nostalgic earthquake

Throbbing head slightly under tented

View

Of some slice of earth, some slice of 

Pizza pie

Time for sails

Underneath concrete tales

Whales, Whales, whales