Lots of fun in this one, Gary. Sounds a nice place, a good picture.
bw
SallyE
on 30/4/03 11:09 pm, Gary Blankenship at [log in to unmask] wrote:
> Grayland Quiet
>
> descends as the sky crystallizes into stars,
> quiet broken only by the hiss of wet wood,
> crackle of cedar,
> mating calls from swamp and pond,
> dogs and machines,
>
> drunken talk
> about bad actors in good movies,
> when men wore hats
> and white gloves were de rigueur at White Castle,
> who gets the last beer,
>
> whether the fire needs another shot of starter fluid,
> gulls and crows,
> if there would be a tide without a moon,
> surf without wind,
> or a beach with sand and shells,
>
> why we can't stay another day,
> why smoke rarely follows beauty -
> before the sudden patter and sizzle of rain,
> a rush to store camp chairs
> as wind and clouds dissolve the stars -
>
> another wet evening at the beach,
> the night's quiet broken by the beat
> of flag poles against the trailer.
>
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> Seeley and Gary poetry poems at:
> http://gardawg.homestead.com/gardawg.html --- Writer's Hood at
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