A Distant Silver Afternoon
sighed she. extending
limbed memories
above bare-faced daring..
the sea sips her body
held as is in space, caressing
the hidden haunts of woman
on yet another day
floating content, solitary
'bove white horses riding time
to a distant silver afternoon ..
a path trills the tumbling pebbled shore
where upturned timbers -
hoarse of caulking care,
creak old sea-salts' ditties,
as birds exotic
shriek their hunger..
secreted would-be lovers
smile then quench their thirst..
moon blushes its face
before casting a voyeur's sleek shadow
'pon the She, the He
bathed in light..
Copyright © Emma Green | Year Posted 2016
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