shiversA Poem by Donald Meikle
Ashes adrift in cold breezy whispers
Mesmerized Monday finally seen So I sat here/there fingers achingly tapless over blurred keys. Wetly wondering in salted moving air... Clouds huddle together crowding for position- avoiding the ever sinking sun Welcoming darkness impatient in the wings.... Soon .....well soon enough words would dribble- dropping double entendres in croissant swirls. Darting and daring to form movements creating caresses to shiver- shudder tingle spine touches... tuning vibrating space in distant time timely distance springing to spark the awe of appreciation begging for light to guide them © 2009 Donald Meikle |
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2 Reviews Added on April 12, 2009 Last Updated on May 25, 2009 AuthorDonald MeikleHalifax, MAAboutLiverpool born,USNavy vet. Enjoying first marriage. three daughters, (two bathrooms) one until they left. (a tree that loves me) Poet thru geneology) Scot Irish. Living in New England more.. |

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