Daniel Partlow (1969 / St. Louis, MO > Westport, CT)
A Poet & His Wife (Mr. Nouveau Art and Mrs. Abstract Art)
I see the gulls
The sea gulls
I see flocks of sea gulls
Three, right on the beach
On the bright beach
Three Gulls on Brighton Beach
Three Gulls and Three Girls
The Waves and the Curls
In the Sea and the Hair of the Girls
The wind in their hair
All Feathered and Fair
The Hair and the Wings fill the air
The waves curl and spill
The locks and waves fill
The flocks and locks flutter and fill
White feathers with curls
The wave curves and curls
I see the curls of the sea and the gulls and the girls
Waves splash on the sand
Gulls sit on the sand
Gulls and Girls sit on the sand.
The waves wash up white
The gulls take their flight
The white gulls flap and take flight.
The white waves crash on the sand
The sand is speckled and tan
The gulls and girls are white and tan
The light makes the waves seem thin
Sparkling, translucent, and thin
The sun sparkles the wet waves and skin.
The gulls soar in the warm breeze.
The sand is washed by the foam from the seas.
Warm sand sticks to the skin of wet curves, legs, and knees.
I smell the bright sea and fresh air.
I feel the warm sun light on my skin and my hair.
And I wave to my girls, so happy and fair.
I have a gun…
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