Ominous Haze

February 03, 2010

OOOOOH I guess it was about four or five years ago when a friend from the environs around the mid-west U.S. of A. cell phoned with a request. I was living once again in northern California and not far from the capital. Although it was an everyday commute for some locals, the one hour drive to and fro of the two-lane blacktop bumper to bumper speed trap was a treat only when necessary.

The friend wanted to take time out for a birthday celebration to visit a place not visited before. Fine with mme, it’ll be great to catch up and just hang for a few days was mmy reply. The friend wanted to reserve a room in one of the local hotels to treat us both to being close to city life, wine, sites, sounds and traffic.

Unfortunately for both of us the visitor decided to book the hotel through an internet travel agency connection that took into a count and adhered to the certain requirements of the intended vacationer. Needless to say even that long ago besides a location request the financial considerations were the top priority.

Although, in hindsight the visitor, in the quest for frugality let it be known that having known before what could have been ‘fore scene if the local person were consulted, reservations would have been changed for the better on all counts.

The hotel wouldn’t necessarily have been upgraded that much but the location sure would have been. Having never visited this particular city was the clue to having no clue about where to sleep in comfort let alone quiet as well; so it went.

In any case, it was what it was. The following words were inspired by those experiences. Little did the visitor know or even realise what would transpire. The travel agency kind of skipped over a few particular exercises such as bell hop not’s, valet parking and most importantly where somewhat of a quiet haven was concerned. The short weekend stay was located in a sanctuary challenged area.

Our stay in that particular hotel although booked for several was only a one night stand. Gratefully when explained and probably because the manager knew what would occur beforehand gave us an understandably, happy refund. Reading the words that follow you’ll realise the stay was quite the challenge.

Besides all that, with little or no sleep that one night, the city life though short was enjoyed regardless. The next few days were spent at a home in the country. The visitor was welcomed to travel the hour it took to experience everything that the beautiful wine and gold country had to offer, including an extended stay. The sun was shining and it was beautiful every day especially after leaving the:

Ominous Haze

Silver-winged flight mid lands towards goal’s west
Landing’s feel Sac ‘fore friend’s a far star quest
The time of year plan - the day, town they meet
This special place reads a specialty signed feat

The meat to these points, have scene heaven’s script
Together again smiles, friends welcomed hearts lift
The lodge poll was hooked before the scene maid
The internet quote’s power, a green folded blade

They centered their gear in the lobby of be low
“Across the street, sir,” the manager’s dim glow
Open door 204, share the lifts sluggish grip
The resident reigns gall, a vacation torture drip

Room cum fort sang bust, plucked knot tunes diss played
Microwave’s rattle nonstop, butt puss out door weighed
Hid in light’s switch, bath shower’s stored dark
The vehicle’s plied down one flight in tight park

When entering the gates this rite seemed moor wrong
Hour sleep interrupt id - considerate bye, gone
Toss end turned dreams - poor draws halt a wake
The tethered - no calm, the din swell’s plot quake

Squints writhes two the knocks, she knocks thrice loud stir
Made’s boss of the light, blight sounds sting diss blurb
The honks of manned horns, screams vulgar tuned to hell
Hurried signaled two leave the in sighed of fools fell

Torched quicker than faster hour departure quite swift
Still groggy from nightmares pour mental songs miffed
The cum fort war reigned, wouldn’t move, just a mite
The past blocks welcome, host’s vehicles out door rite

Bled grins, two bare writs, behind car’s horn red blared
Slowly showed even slower, two backed up screws flared
Out of the dead bends, swing off towards brighter days
Smeared smiles paved the weigh threw an ominous haze.