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The Spill
We sat on our spot
The backwash embankment,
Bald Eagles perched
On tree bones petrified
Over lush lily pads
But reminisce of the Gulf,
Times we spent there
Everything clean and bright
Our hearts often
Went speechless,
Visions of tropical life
Falling into a deep depression
-storms approached
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Free verse
Review Request (Intensity):
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Last few words:
Wishing to visit the Gulf one more time. Thinking about the big oil spill there years ago.
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Not Explicit Content
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New England - USA
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Mark
Tue, 2021-03-30 10:32
That is exactly what we need to do..
Bukowski loved that, the suggestion of changing just one word perhaps or a bit of punctuation if absolutely necessary.
You got it!
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THE MARK
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author commentGracy
Tue, 2021-03-30 15:21
Hi Mark, that was a real
Hi Mark, that was a real tragedy, among so many others, the oil spill in the Gulf.
Your poem transmits longing but also peace. I like the ending even though it mentions storms to come. No nits at all, only admiration for your skill.
All the best, Gracy
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Mark
Tue, 2021-03-30 15:50
Dear Gracy
Thank you for dropping in and reading and your comment.
You are appreciated,
THE MARK
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author commentscribbler
Tue, 2021-03-30 20:14
I lived in Panama city Fla. as a small child. I recall the sugar
white beaches and the sand spurs lol. I've not been back in over 60 years.......So many places I'd like to revisit and so little time to do so, Try starting second stanza wit But to clarify the change in location between present and past
Mark
Tue, 2021-03-30 21:23
Thanks, I'll try to make it up
if that's even possible.
Later,
THE MARK
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