Open Poetry #42 |
blue gypsy in sandstone |
Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
I would always wonder about the buckhorn and did the clientele prefer you on short skirt saturdays when your eyes were wet woman music or one those night time get aways when there was something sinful there in the depth of your laughter and in your handfuls of undoing they are the ghost voices now when we pass their window stones slowly and show them our smile teeth when we look back at them looking back from the front seat secrets of volvos and booths in the corner bedroom by a jukebox with strangers touching and wishing they were reaching under the gypsy hair smother of another's afternoon ________________ daark |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
oooh this feels like you are in a reflective mood Mr Daark.. enjoyed your view... love RDB Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight......... |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms r&b...just passing by a window that I often pass by...in my mind..thanks ms |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Dear D., the incredible things you discover behind those windows, letting your pen draw pictures for us to enjoy! ... and planting the wish for more to know and to savor. " ... when we look back at them looking back" You write poems that become events. Love, Margherita |
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shyvl Senior Member
since 2008-04-11
Posts 531texas, usa |
Your poetry always intriques me enticing me to know more. sharyn |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms mar, thanks hon for the touch ________________ ms shyvl, thanks lady friend for the read |
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