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Hollywood Beach, FL
12 a m New year’s night
in a motel room
by the sea
everyone’s drunken commotion
singing horns explosions
drifting through the window
1600 miles from home
surrounded by salty dark
air and sand i step
behind a curtain
to wash off all
last year’s disasters.
in a motel room
by the sea
everyone’s drunken commotion
singing horns explosions
drifting through the window
1600 miles from home
surrounded by salty dark
air and sand i step
behind a curtain
to wash off all
last year’s disasters.
Published 31st Dec 2013
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31st Dec 2013 7:19am
motel room poems are always so full of melancholy. the songs & fireworks, the entire holiday celebration: all it does is keep you awake...
31st Dec 2013 10:46am
1st Jan 2014 11:28pm
thanks very much celino and John. yes it was a strange moment a few years ago as it just happened to strike midnight when i was getting in the shower.
1st Jan 2014 11:31pm
Good write sweets!!
Your pen Loves you!!
Nice read!!
Never stop!!
Sir Lancelott
Your pen Loves you!!
Nice read!!
Never stop!!
Sir Lancelott
2nd Jan 2014 1:14am
2nd Jan 2014 00:51am
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Tight.
The way you painted such a mundane event.
That melancholy mentioned by
JohnF. was captured nicely.
salty dark. yes. good stuff.
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Tight.
The way you painted such a mundane event.
That melancholy mentioned by
JohnF. was captured nicely.
salty dark. yes. good stuff.
.
2nd Jan 2014 1:15am
12th Dec 2014 5:03am
