Night To Palermo MAG

October 27, 2011
By missscribbles SILVER, Paris, Other
missscribbles SILVER, Paris, Other
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We lay in our sleeping bags, packed tight in
a shadowy corner, away from the
white lights. The ferry glided over the
slippery blackness. No water. No wind.

A flat orange moon slid out from behind
The white bars. It sidled slowly down the
Row with no reflection or halo, one
guilty thumbprint in the contagious dark.

The metal ridges under the cotton
Press into the ridges of my backbone.
At daybreak, deep crosshatches will scale
my legs,
As the tinfoil sea crawls back under
the deck.



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on Jan. 4 2014 at 3:37 pm
spirtualpersonification BRONZE, Glenview, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
"Nothing is impossible, the word impossible says i am possible" - Audrey hepburn <3

I love the imagery in all your poems and how they make you ponder!

on Jun. 24 2012 at 9:10 am
missscribbles SILVER, Paris, Other
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Thank you so much! I'm glad you liked it.

on Jun. 24 2012 at 12:23 am
AlaskaFrost GOLD, Acushnet, Massachusetts
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Wow this is so beautiful! definitely one of my favorites from this site

Sheil said...
on Nov. 28 2011 at 12:43 pm
This is excellent! I liked it so much


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