After the Party

He drank a sea 

Of Caribbean Rum

Under the midnight sun

Twenty-one candles

Melted into icing on

Pineapple upside-down

Now the woman in his bed

Is a stranger and his head

Is made of woodpeckers
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Brown Avatar
May 8, 2012 at 5:26 AM
A pleasure to read your poetry today Arnisha. I will try to come back later this week to read more. I have a spring cold and not up to reading for too long. Have a wonderful week. Love, Carol
Bauer Avatar
May 7, 2012 at 3:16 PM
you've painted a very crisp clear picture here! i like it!
Paxman Avatar
May 7, 2012 at 4:18 PM
I'm glad you've enjoyed it! :)
Williams Avatar
May 7, 2012 at 1:39 PM
Arnisha sounds like regret..David
Paxman Avatar
May 7, 2012 at 4:19 PM
Yep! :)
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