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 © | Year Posted 2016

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February 14, 2018 at 6:51 AM
I seem to see a few frames from the film about sad and dispelled love.
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February 14, 2018 at 12:59 PM
I love people's interpretatons, and you are so near the truth. For me, just me perhaps.. when i look at water - sea or ocean.. and the sun is shining down on it so fondly... it seems to blush silver.. and for me - that's magical.
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April 29, 2016 at 11:50 AM
a beautiful poem, Emma, the imagery is delightful. skat
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February 14, 2018 at 1:00 PM
Such kind words.. again, thank you so very much. I live in the middle of nowhere but ten miles from the sea.. lucky me, a foot in two worlds!
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