Monday, June 15, 2009

Metaphorical Mix



After another stormy night
on the wine dark sea
I arrive at shore
in the early dawn
feeling plucked
like a guitar string
that's buzzing and humming
from stem to stern
from port to starboard
from root to crown
that's buzzing and humming
with a
funny little
rhythmic little
cha-cha.

June 15, 2009

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