Seeking mischief in former
minutes, we tessellate the pool
water, pulled out by buckets
shower, bodies and hair beading
oils of lavender, rose and cream
something good awaiting us at the
interlude, four-score and 7 minutes
in your gravity, I stumble out in rapture
enraptured, grievances lost and abandoned
along the way, not once this close to anyone
than this motley assemblage of teen angst
and cool clothing, jackets made by local
designer among the waves, and Doc Marten Tees
spin the bottle and lie anyway, tongue in cheek
Drink Drink Drink Drink BONG
Never will we love like we did, my
saviours of reckless youth, feckless divines
they do not know but I remember how
they delivered me from the life crush
darkness of myself, once upon the far
longing of loneliness. I never shared but you knew
I am so happy you found me, and accepted all
of the What, Where, Who and How
I AM
you are never far from me, in memory
Deep poem and your emotions are wonderfully expressed.
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Thanks so much Charlie
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You welcome my friend. 🙂
You are a talent and I love your writing. 🙂
P.S Got something new on my blog. 🙂
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I really appreciate it. You’re a very talented poet as well. The Houdini piece you posted today was brilliant.
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OldePunk/RamJet Poetry
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Ah, a stroke of genius. I love the depth in these words.
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Thanks Sarah! And welcome Sudden Denouement 💞
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I’m honored! Thank you for the invitation. 😊😊
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We’re honored and very excited to have you!
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I’m excited as well! 😊
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Amazing!!!
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Thank you
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I have always loved the red-hair beauties. Beautiful photo and amazing poetry.
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Thanks John 🙏
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You are welcome.
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