Little Girl, Little Girl
Within the pool side dusk you watch
the water whirl and whirl
Not a care in the world
before Lucifer’s dealing hand
alters your reality
Little Girl, Little Girl
From the pool side dusk you disappear
leaving the water to whirl and whirl
It has been a while since I last heard from you and now, this enchanting poem, if not a bit dark as I found the imagery profound and hauntingly beautiful in its form.
Amor
Haunting reality!!! Thank you for sharing it. I feel that we need to look at and face these most difficult parts of life so that we can help prevent them from happening to more "little Girls" and big ones too.
I'm glad to see you've posted another poem. Some nice rhymes. It has both an innocent side and a dark side.
It reminds me of being poolside at the aparment complex in, although the person whom I was observing was a woman about my age at the time.
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
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compelling."
Also love your clever use of repetition and the brevity. Says so
much without wasting a word!
Write ON!!
xOx Phyllis xOx
Amor
Namaste
Tony
It reminds me of being poolside at the aparment complex in, although the person whom I was observing was a woman about my age at the time.
Regis