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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror 
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Streets lit in pale amber, Unexpected return of her deciduous musk Rustling of silhouettes within fallen leaves An old pier tips its way carelessly from shore Wet lumber leaves a scent of its own Spars festooned with spiders’ webs Late September sea-mists A lonely sunset kissing a breeze of amethyst Savoring buckets of zinc-tasting oysters ...so I just left it that way ...just bein' Bluesy [This message has been edited by Bluesy Socrateaser (03-21-2018 11:10 AM).] |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
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you paint 3 very vivid pictures with smell-o-vision and you can all but hear the gulls... And your ending is great! Good choice. ~L |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
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"Smell-o-Vision?" Ha-ha-ha! You're the best, Miss Lori! Can I keep you? What's your 'Blue-book?'  ...just bein' Bluesy |
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