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Eusta B. Mae 2
Junior Member

since 2011-10-20

Posts 15
state of confusion

0 posted 2011-10-20 11:30 AM

Driftwood IX

Driftwood felt the moon on her tides
Washing in waves
Of southern draws
To a swamp where her secret hides

It’s not home but it’s her history
That’s rooted here
Only one soul knows
To him she holds no mystery

A babe in the Bayou, still just a child
She remembers
What they did
And after that she just ran wild

She comes back here every so often
To check on
Her demons
And to put nails in their coffins

She comes at the full moon time
When she knows
He’ll be there
To share a bottle of cheap wine

For her he has been her mighty oak
That she could
Cling to
As her long Spanish moss hair he would stroke

She craves his warmth and conversations
To smooth her grain
And sooth her pain
To lose herself in his sensations

BluesSerenade
Member Patricius

since 2001-10-23

Posts 10549
By the Seaside

1 posted 2011-10-20 11:33 AM

Oh I am loving this. You weave your words beautifully, but what I admire most is the way you draw on such raw emotion and capture it so vividly.

Wonderful story telling, great to read you again, Mae Mae~

Eusta B. Mae 2
Junior Member

since 2011-10-20

Posts 15
state of confusion

2 posted 2011-10-20 11:35 AM

Thanks for remembering me Blues! Good to be back. ebm

JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

3 posted 2011-10-20 12:15 PM

Blues said it for me. Good to see Eusta back doing what she does best.

~* The saddest words of tongue or pen are the words It might have been.--John Greenleaf Whittier ~*~

Eusta B. Mae 2
Junior Member

since 2011-10-20

Posts 15
state of confusion

4 posted 2011-10-20 12:20 PM

Hey JP2 you got a 2 too! Thanks for the kind words and welcome. ebm

JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

5 posted 2011-10-20 12:32 PM

Yeah, how about those "2's?" You are welcome.

~* The saddest words of tongue or pen are the words It might have been.--John Greenleaf Whittier ~*~

JL
Member Ascendant

since 2004-04-01

Posts 6128
Texas, USA

6 posted 2011-10-20 03:39 PM

"She craves his warmth and conversations
To smooth her grain
And sooth her pain
To lose herself in his sensations"

Great write, especially that last verse.
Enjoyed immensely!

JL

Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself.
Maranatha!

Eusta B. Mae 2
Junior Member

since 2011-10-20

Posts 15
state of confusion

7 posted 2011-10-20 04:07 PM

Thank you JL for the read. ebm

Michael

Moderator

Member Rara Avis

since 1999-08-13

Posts 7666
California

8 posted 2011-10-20 06:44 PM

Beautiful writing... the imagery and symbolism are wonderful. Welcome to Passions.

Michael

Sunshine

Administrator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

9 posted 2011-10-20 07:47 PM

She's home...

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