Daver Austin Poet Free verse

Moonlit Night

MOONLIT NIGHT

The city
Tar-top roof
With a brick-few, short wall
And then – central
This little, round, beat up old table
Cheap wine bottle atop
Empty 
Two plastic cups
Two bent folding chairs
Assorted junk everywhere
Our lovers long gone
And so their western song
The Moon?
Oh    just the same
Lingers on
City fumes too
Red neck rendezvous

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Andrea Dietrich July 31, 2012 at 9:05 PM hey, I could have sworn I saw this before. Oh, I bet at the other site!! Just love how you called it a red neck rendezvous, Daver!

Michelle Mac Donald July 25, 2012 at 7:14 AM Oie, this doesn't sound like the most romatic night one might wish to envision, Daver! A very descriptive write, don't want to be there though! Best wishes, Love, Mikki

Anne-Lise Andresen July 24, 2012 at 12:46 PM Just the same "old" moon......well done Daver. - oxox Anne-Lise