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Coney Island Baby

Coney Island And your windswept hair Reminds me Of Aphrodite Rising from the platinum waves Love is flowering In my anemone heart Do you suppose it Mere folly To think this mere mortal could: Kiss your sensual dolphin lips? Nibble here and there On your adorable scallop ears? Sample the rapturous flavor Of your salty sea favors? Seagulls circling overhead Laugh and taunt "You think you can have her?" I cast my elliptical net Around you A ring of protection Ensnares you, my treasure I know you are not Easily contained But for the moment You are mine Glistening in the sunshine

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Michael Degenhardt

Date: 2/5/2009 5:58:00 AM

What a write! The title first drew me in because my wife grew up near Coney Island. However, this write speaks more of love and beauty with a terrific use of imagery. Great work! Michael

Daver Austin

Date: 1/29/2009 1:57:00 PM

Great style and content, Corinne.The Aphrodite bit gives the piece a salty flavor I like. I wrote one you might like called 'Astarte's Birth' which, like yours, captures the moment. Love, daver s Birth

Michael Jordan

Date: 1/24/2009 7:50:00 AM

Corinne this poem is very well written and a pleasure to read - Thank you for taking me on the journey with you - God Bless, MJ

Christopher Higgins

Date: 1/24/2009 7:23:00 AM

I saw the title to your piece and I am was taken to Broooklyn and the pier and the aquarium. The poem is awesome and reads so well, but now my mind is in Brooklyn under the summer sunshine.