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August MAG

By Anonymous

   ...and the flickering street lamp

.clicks.

and

.plinks.



overhead tonight

when the air is thick

of a summer day's

residue



when she walks with me

talking of us

(almost magical)



and when her hair brushes

my shoulder

she hardly hears the

chorus of crickets



...or the pizzicato of a

dank summer night's lamp





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on Dec. 28 2012 at 1:06 pm
TikkiVibez BRONZE, Corona, California
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This is realy good! You did a good job at painting a picture for us with your words :) keep up the good work!

S M Wells said...
on Jan. 8 2011 at 7:59 am
I like it! Of corse, I'm in an optimistic mood write now. So I'm more prone to be polight for once. But it IS, really good. A pitty I was the first to comment. For I don't want to give you a worped perseption of the tipical reaction to a good poem. As my opinoin is alwase clashing with others.