She Wanders Soft Sway Alive
___________________
She wanders soft sway alive
Among the drunken savage souls
Within a forbidden whiskey dive
Perhaps a man would join her side
for now she strolls along
Mosaic honey hilltops high
Unfurled swaying rhythmic glide
She taunts and turns a naughty smile
If only to be seen
_____________________________________
Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2016
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment