Rob Sapp

Rookie (March 24,1955 / Fort Knox Kentucky)

Napa - Poem by Rob Sapp

the aerodome slips away,
silver bay shimmers in the sunny fog,
like a silk scarf teasing a beautiful body.

the valley unfurls a sensory collage,
the amber earth
of granite stone,
of rusted wire,
of gnarled oaks,

dark has come,
the central highway pulls us in,
foreign, yet seeking friends.

eyes strain at the prospect of every hidden lane and crossing,
fruitful mysteries lurking at every nip and tuck.

blissful steam envelops me.
I gaze across the shadows of the valley.
the scent of the vines,
the wisp of burning wood,
taunting my senses.

she draws me in.
so in love am I with this stranger,
a mindless pilgrim,
the world forgotten.

i have known her before,
the enchanting mistress,
she beckons you back.
love her,
as you may never posssess her...


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 6, 2009

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 16, 2009

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