Rituals Poem by Barry Middleton
Rituals
in the smoky evening
you find them
gathering like seagulls
at the shore
they are
the young and old
some sheltered
in the shade
of a tiki hut
they are all waiting
they wait
for the green flash
they wait
for the fruit drink
spiked with rum
the young women
look across a shoulder
at their lovers
waiting
the old men study it all
then turn again
to the setting sun
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