Open Poetry #27 |
Rockport (revised repost) |
Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
The explosions of fireworks in the sky and the bonfire heat on your cheek. Rockport. Crowds. The fourth of July. Crammed together. Too loud to speak. People. Prizes. Festivities. Lights. And the marching music playing for hours. Orange moon softly pulling the tides. There was no seclusion for lovers. But once the darkness veiled the coast, on the shore, with a towel beneath us, we made love, with our ankles exposed, undisturbed by the thirsty mosquitoes. Check out my poetry here: |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
Great imagery! |
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VOE Member
since 2003-07-10
Posts 119From the land of Camelot |
Now that had to be the perfect way to spend the holiday!! Great scenes you painted...glad you shared it with us! I speak from the Voice Of Experience |
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