Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Poem To A Glass Of Bourbon Comments

Rating: 5.0

My glass sits beneath the bar's dim light.
A brim of substance beneath my fingers.
As the light gleams from one edge of the brim to the other, a sea rests between.
As brown as the skin of my girl across town.
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Greg Dennison
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Assorted Thoughts 11 January 2012

Wow and more wow! 10+++

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Whitier, Ca.
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