coldfront

Posted on March 18, 2013 by chester maynes

 

cold strings
of sauntering
coiling and moving
under my neck
lips dried and
thoughts bothering
ripping the spaces
on the coast and deck

 

2013

About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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2 Responses to coldfront

  1. IdealisticRebel says:
    March 18, 2013 at 10:27 am

    very interesting and I think I will remember your words for a long time. Hugs, Barbara

    Reply
  2. jackspratt823 says:
    March 19, 2013 at 2:35 am

    Good stuff- weather- internal or external- or both – always works well.

    Reply

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