LATE NIGHT
Lauren
eyes
the birth of evening
transfixed
scenting
ocean's
briny mist
Thunder of waves
tickling toes
inspires
delightfully
wetting
clothes
rush of wind
from the western sky
Zeppelin clouds
drifting eye high
golden Legion
pass sinking sun
she selfie's
her toenails
of Forest Green
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Comments
Fantastically creative phrasing dear poet brother!!
~ "Zeppelin clouds
drifting eye high.."
I friggin' LOVE that!!
Always a pleasure to read your work CHRIS!!
Tons-O-Stars!!.......LOVE and ROCKETS!!.......T xo ???✴♥♥
Toney, thank you so much poet brother
Forest Green is now my favorite color, didn't you get the memo? lol I'm super happy you liked it, sweet poetess, thanks for the inspiration you give me, and in the words of Bob Marley, 'love you plenty much'
thank you, no more letters for your comment though I'm not a huge fan of the word 'nice' I appreciate all comments though, and yes 'friend' is defined as an attachment with someone due to affection or esteem, a favored companion, so in many ways everyone on here are friends, but in reality real relationships of any kind are defined by the individuals involved in the relationships, in poetry 'fantasy' is practiced and even promoted at times but much can be lost in translation crossing over to the real world, it can be a challenging concept to embrace....it's so cool to see a new poet reading and commenting on my work, thanks again friend, cheers
Kudos to a lovely ink
much thanks my friend, cheers