Night Trip To Eastern Shore Poem by Manonton Dalan
Night Trip To Eastern Shore
diesel roars inching its way
across 21 miles of bridges,
tunnels to eastern shore
wind blowing; i can feel
slapping waves on columns
embedded deep; sea bottom
strumming guitar; melody
flowing from backseat; bus
as we enjoy refreshments
in darkening soft twilight
i'm picturing where i'll be
somewhere ashore chincoteaque
eastern shore of virginia
across chesapeake bay from
virginia beach, virginia.
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