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I’ve missed the light
Slanting through the window–
Sipping-coffee-kind-of-simple
Mornings with you
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The Devil's Triangle
The sails ruffled in the breeze as we cruised along. The Sea Breeze was a mid-size catamaran that sailed out of Royal Naval Dockyard in Bermuda. We had booked this trip weeks in advance and were now looking at our Captain, Spike and two boat hands. Paddy and Wilson seemed like nice guys, joking around with the passengers and telling us some stories about Bermuda that only locals would know. Their island accents sounded almost British but they were pleasant to listen to.
By Barbara Gode Wilesabout 8 hours ago in Fiction
Comments (6)
The simple joys. Ahhhh! Great focus!
Awww, that yearning. I loved your poem! Hope you're doing well. You've been missing for quite some time
Wistfully painful yet treasured & good.
Beautiful, touching poem. The stuff in those cups isn't coffee, but... 😉
simple and sweet
Aw, Joelle. This is all kinds of romantic and plus cawfee. Well done on a fine fine poem!