Tuesday, October 6, 2015

Savannah _ new Oct2015 poem for 2016 WhisperingAngel e-book

Spanish moss hanging down

Wet stoned streets where real

Pirates used to meet & tumble

Inside riverfront taverns lit up

Listening to music in Double E

Now his 2016 message sings

"I just wanna be your lover, 

Babe, I don't wanna be your boss"

And the tavern scene carrying him

Across the River where he rides off

Towards the ocean the direction

Almost navigating itself he's there

Atlantic sands crashing on shoreline

Churning years of darkness & light 

Top to bottom and side to side

Keeping his head within rhythm 

Tide calling him out in moonlight

Where's your lover tonight, gone?

Written Tuesday October 6 2015

By John Alan Conte Jr.




Good wishes,

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