... harbor town lonely
... drunks washed upon cobblestone
... late night / falls into morning
Poem by guest poet, Cletis Stump: twitter.com/cletisthepoet
No attribution available for the photo of Annapolis, Maryland
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Love this!
ReplyDeleteIt's a wonderful poem isn't it?
DeleteAbout as lonely as it gets.
ReplyDeleteSometimes it's that time of night when you get the most peace. Everyone asleep, the air is still, and silence is golden. The picture conjurs up so many thoughts.
ReplyDeleteThere's something very inviting about an empty city street at night.
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