Debbie Guzzi Poet Free verse

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Steamers

The water lulls, soft, warm,
salt-sweet like dew on bronze skin.
In chains the boat at anchor rocks,
cradled in a summer sea.

Water accepts us, frail, human,
each rise of sultry sand beneath the waves
a blossom of delight. Suited to an
au natural moment; we wade.

Barely receiving permission to be 
bare, our legs and arms wave and waver
beneath and through a languid sea.
Ten toes curl and prod seeking dinner.

The water in its abundance yields, 
each mollusk's breath rises a stream of
silver bubbles exhaled marking their bed
leading the diners to their dinner fare.


First Publication at Eskimo Pie Summer 2013

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Robert Ludden April 1, 2015 at 1:53 PM I really smiled through this one, Debbie. Reprobate that I am, the desired "au naturel moment" appeals to me. And then there is the last line of the poem--with the dinners about to consume their diners, really getting to me--that is a a choice piece of comic bewilderment that brought out an audible chuckle! Robert Ludden April 1, 2015 at 2:21 PM sounds like fun Debbie Guzzi April 1, 2015 at 2:01 PM You have to watch me on breath & breathe too! Thanks

Kp Nunez March 22, 2015 at 2:21 AM This poem reminds me of short-stories in my childhood about our parents in their youth and their friends having trysts at night to gather mollusks. For me it's pure romance, not the boy/girl type...but the type that speaks so much more. Your write captivate innocence and trust in nature and in God to provide for sustenance, symbolized by bountiful mollusks. I love this, Debbie. Sorry it took a while to visit. I wanted to have ample time and enjoy your creative writes. Hugs! Kim

Monterey Sirak March 21, 2015 at 8:02 AM Beautiful! Your words drew me in. I could almost feel the waves over my barefeet. Thank you for your comment and advice on Are You Dead.

Connie Marcum Wong March 18, 2015 at 7:49 PM This is an amazing piece Debbie. I love the originality contained in your verse. I am in awe! 7

Andrea Dietrich March 18, 2015 at 4:59 PM I love when you write like this. so beautiful, Debs! If I wrote this and used rhyme, that magazine probably would not even look at me. Debbie Guzzi March 18, 2015 at 5:05 PM They seem to be kind of OK with pantoums, villanelle, teranzelle

Constance La France March 16, 2015 at 2:43 PM Debbie, a beautifully written free verse with wonderful words and lines, well done and thanks for visiting my poetry . . .

Joseph May March 16, 2015 at 10:39 AM Great write Debbie...the first stanza is my favorite...hugs

Dorian Petersen Potter March 15, 2015 at 11:20 PM Beautiful pen Debbie! I truly enjoyed reading your piece, my dear friend. A 7 from me ! Have a lovely day! In his light! God bless! :) Love n' hugs! xxx D.