a poem every day (or something close to that)
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Sway
Sea legs. I want to write about sea legs
about the whole room rocking,
the walls I could swear were swaying,
But something else came up
surroundings swishing and floating
the night ended shuddering on the crisp red bed sheets.
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chiccoreal
May 12, 2011 at 12:53 PM
"But something else came up" Yes, I can imagine what that would be! Great salty "Sway". Love it!
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"But something else came up" Yes, I can imagine what that would be! Great salty "Sway". Love it!
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