wanted to take a look at one i posted back in the first days of this here blog 🙂 enjoy and have a great weekend. #readpoetry!
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One summer, I saw a Texas-style Paul McCartney
in a dark mahogany leather coat
slurring to Bob Dylan’s “rainy day woman”
outside the full moon at a wrangler bonfire in
Colorado.
Last night, I saw a gray haired woman, four feet tall,
in full length tattered gown
swirling in her mess of beads
and her hands in the air like she was
summoning back
the 60’s.
I saw myself tripping on the old Baltimore cobblestones.
I saw myself drunk with Janis and having a grand old time.
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Wistful and lyrical. I like 'swirling in her mess of beads / and her hands in the air like she was / summoning back / the 60’s'.
Wistful and lyrical. I like 'swirling in her mess of beads / and her hands in the air like she was / summoning back / the 60’s'.
ah thank you patteran – those two words are exactly what i was hoping to convey!
ah thank you patteran – those two words are exactly what i was hoping to convey!