Phil Fallico


Beach Cycles - Poem by Phil Fallico

Listen to Incubus, jazz and wake to ska
As rain raps soft to loud, in to out
A thunder rumble of kind storms by
Breakfast might be progressing from
Dancing-over-bubble-rap-immature
To grown-up candlelit summer nights.


Comments about Beach Cycles by Phil Fallico

  • Gold Star - 36,724 Points Gajanan Mishra (5/3/2013 9:39:00 PM)

    very fine thought and in expression. thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 3, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 4, 2013


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