Dark gleaming curved metal and chrome
purring in the dark parking lot
quivering with throaty understated power
thick dark tires firm, wide, confident.

A resonant base beat shifts awareness
reaches into the consciousness
stirs awareness and interest in the
dark vein-popping tattooed man

Who alights and casually ignites
a cigarillo before surveying the scenery
which rustles as his glance takes in
each tensely nonchalant flower.

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About riverwriter

Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else? wordcurrents is on Facebook: Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
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