Monday, April 15, 2013

Harbor Town Lonely

                                                              ... harbor town lonely

                  ... drunks washed upon cobblestone

                                                                                                    ... late night / falls into morning

Poem by guest poet, Cletis Stump:

No attribution available for the photo of Annapolis, Maryland


  1. Sometimes 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.

    1. There's something very inviting about an empty city street at night.


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