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Two beach chairs sit side by side, one beneath a red umbrella. They face a sea that curves along the shore out to where a lone white sail now drifts . . . where blue of sea meets sky and land’s vanished, like the occupants of those two wooden chairs. Written by Andrea Dietrich for For the Poetic Art Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P.S.

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  1. Date: 2/29/2012 11:14:00 PM
    soupmail re- returned.Check it and reply.

  1. Date: 2/12/2012 7:11:00 PM
    a well painted picture that almost breathes new life into loneliness. excellent write

  1. Date: 2/12/2012 5:08:00 PM
    Awesome, Andrea! Thoroughly enjoyed it. Good luck in the contest, and thank you for your comments on my poem. Best wishes, Caroline.

  1. Date: 2/12/2012 10:30:00 AM
    thankxx for supporting my contest Andrea.. a cool piece ..good luck luv..

  1. Date: 2/10/2012 10:58:00 PM
    soup mail and thankxx for supporting my contest Andrea.. good luck luv.. anxious to judge this one.. happy weekend..

  1. Date: 2/10/2012 6:30:00 PM
    subtly frightening! [shiver] [LOL I must be hillucinating husbands?]Light & Love

  1. Date: 2/10/2012 2:42:00 PM
    Andrea,what a lovely write.This is pure artistic work my dear friend.A true pleasure to read:) Have a grrreat weekend over there! Hugs,Arild

  1. Date: 2/10/2012 1:58:00 PM
    This is a great form for the project...wink wink...and a wonderful entry..I will scoop this up for my files...I got fingers and toes crossed for you in the contest, Andrea......still waiting on the UPS truck for that spinach dip......waiting ....and .....waiting...and ....waiting....ha ha....I will be away working the next 3 are gonna love the progress on the project...I don't have anything for you to do for a lil while..have a fun and relaxing weekend. Love, Gwendolen

  1. Date: 2/10/2012 1:39:00 PM
    That brings back some memory from the beach days..a lovely story poem.I enjoyed reading it.God bless you. Hugs!Erich

  1. Date: 2/10/2012 10:58:00 AM
    Lovely Etheree! I should like to try one sometime. Best of luck in the contest, though you may not even need it! Always, Laura

  1. Date: 2/10/2012 7:28:00 AM
    soup mail....

  1. Date: 2/10/2012 7:19:00 AM
    Andrea poetic art indeed, genius my friend..David

  1. Date: 2/10/2012 4:56:00 AM
    Thanks, Andrea. Yes, I do have just such a friend. I am lucky, however, she does live in another state. I was the one who moved north. Beautiful poem you have written - you are so talented! I think you love the beach - me too! Good luck in Linda-Marie's contest. Luv, Maureen x

  1. Date: 2/10/2012 1:17:00 AM
    Awh sweet xx Printers Lament inspired by friends who have a printing company x

  1. Date: 2/9/2012 10:35:00 PM
    :-) What a lovely painting. I had a lovely border up in my bedroom back at the house that had two empty Adirondack chairs. Oh, I loved looking at that border, it was so peaceful and restoritive. I know Linda Marie will love this, too. But then, who wouldn't ;-) Hope you're doing well. It is so late. I must go to bed! Hugs, Cyndi

  1. Date: 2/9/2012 5:05:00 PM
    I know...I know...I can see this....I am standing behind those chairs:) You took me there with this excellent write....betst wishes.

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    Date: 2/9/2012 5:06:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

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  1. Date: 2/9/2012 3:45:00 PM
    When winter has it's fridgid way, it's hard to picture such a bay. So I hope you know just what it means. To those of us who dream of such scenes. To hear the words decribed for us. Makes us wish we were on your magical bus.

  1. Date: 2/9/2012 3:00:00 PM
    Evocative poem! It reminds me I should take more walks near the ocean - it always lifts my spirits. Lovea & Peace Matthew Anish

  1. Date: 2/9/2012 2:54:00 PM
    Love this clever write, Andrea

  1. Date: 2/9/2012 2:41:00 PM
    I see them there peeple. They is sittin in that there sailboat out on the see. This is a super write, Andrea. Love, daver