Salty Towel, Faithful Hook Poem by richardo posto

Ladies and Gentlemen

Lend me your Ears,

And hear use of Shakespearian ref'rence:

I Pine for the gentler pop'rin pear

For I tire of scraping sword against all woodly manifestations,

A more fleshly embrace is sought

In my mind I find her robed in but a long silk shawl

Which Tied twice to lucky Oak branch

makes for good sitting

Above a harsh rock bed

Where I make war with

Separation

Lancing out gentle invitations

Morning dew drops swing a reply

A beach greeted by Joyous splashing waves

Becoming Surf

For an ever lasting moment

...

Rest, gentle one

On Sweaty Haired chest

absorb life given moisture.


Faithful Hook dreams of Salty Towel