Caribbean Literary Salon Blog VII

In the evening sun

sipping a glass of rum

bringing a bit of heat to my cheek

the left ear hot and sizzled

the right lobe breezy in shade

looking out on the deck to the bay

elbows comfortable in my chair

a poet’s clipboard above my knee

sharpened pencil galloping across

line after line of words

imagining being at Marigot Bay

Pencil grip firm in the heat

now with a sun burned cheek

Pour me some more rum

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