Terry Miller Poet Free verse

Musk

She may or may not
have sensed her ovulation;
neither did the men
whose heads
capriciously turned.
Their eyes pursuing
as she opened a path
through the turbid smoke
in the shadily lit club.
She sat down slowly;
her dance card empty.

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Mystic Rose Rose February 4, 2023 at 12:37 PM hmmm must have been that scent ! congrats on your win Terry Miller June 7, 2023 at 4:16 AM Thank you so much

William Kelii Kekaula February 4, 2023 at 8:38 AM Diverting, Terry, cheers for the indulgence, Aloha William Terry Miller June 7, 2023 at 4:16 AM thank you.

Linda Alice Fowler February 4, 2023 at 6:43 AM Back with big congratulations on your win Terry! I like it even more this time I read it :) Terry Miller June 7, 2023 at 4:16 AM Thank you again Linda

Linda Alice Fowler January 17, 2023 at 8:14 AM So much implied...I agree with Janice. Nicely done! :) Terry Miller January 22, 2023 at 8:48 AM Hi Linda, thank you for visiting, and kind comment

Janice Canerdy January 14, 2023 at 6:24 AM Terry, you have packed SO MUCH implied plot into these few lines. Janice Terry Miller January 22, 2023 at 8:47 AM Thank you, Janice

James Marshall Goff January 6, 2023 at 5:15 AM Poetic realism Terry, well done! Terry Miller January 6, 2023 at 7:10 AM Thank you, James, for visiting and for your kind comment.