Juan Olivarez

Silver Star - 3,980 Points (september 12 / nyssa oregon)

Humid Morning - Poem by Juan Olivarez

Humid Morning on Galveston Isle.
Trees are statuesque.
No breeze to move the leaves.
My resident squirrels run up and down,
My date palms sorting through the remnants
Of last night's party.
The two local drunks make their way to the R&R for their morning beer.
The really nice black lady across the street waves hi,
And goes back to work on her hibiscus.
A small breeze off the gulf moves the leaves slightly,
Causing the grackles to start squawking.
Ike is a fading memory.
life is almost, almost back to normal.
Time to head south again.
Goodbye my precious jewel.
though your soul is gone from this gentle place.
I will return.

7/4/13 Galveston Island

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RIP Billie Ross. We all loved you so. Now you can listen to Ray Price for eternity.

Comments about Humid Morning by Juan Olivarez

  • Smoky Hoss (7/6/2013 2:34:00 PM)

    A very sweet and sentimental air flows beautifully through this, very nice. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 4, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 23, 2013

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