Poetic Interlude XLIII

As I’m currently in Alaska, Gentle Reader, a poem that I wrote many years ago in Dutch Harbor. This poem, and others like it, are available in  Patchwork Narrative, my slim volume of poetry, available here and here. Enjoy!

Shall we venture, you and I,
Linger where Earth brushes Sky,
Imbibe the echoes of perfume,
And build a bonfire on the beach?
There is no mirror within reach;
There is no candle in this room,
Yet there’s a flicker in my eye,
Reflected by those tears you cry.

©2014 by Tyler J. Yoder. All rights reserved

About Ty DeLyte

Madame DeLyte has suffered a grave disappointment - YET AGAIN - and still believes that freedom, beauty, and truth are what's valuable, rather than vulgar cash. He'd add love to that list - but, well, what can he say about love?
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2 Responses to Poetic Interlude XLIII

  1. Of course, I am unable to purchase your book because I already have a copy. 😉

    • Why, if I didn’t already know that you were sexily clever and cleverly sexy, owning that copy would totally lend you extra clever and sexy prowess. As it is, you may wish to check for a new super power. XD

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