Midsummer, Tobago by Derek Walcott

Broad sun-stoned beaches.

White heat.
A green river.

A bridge,
scorched yellow palms

from the summer-sleeping house
drowsing through August.

Days I have held,
days I have lost,

days that outgrow, like daughters,
my harbouring arms.

Midsummer, Tobago by Derek Walcott

Broad sun-stoned beaches.

White heat.
A green river.

A bridge,
scorched yellow palms

from the summer-sleeping house
drowsing through August.

Days I have held,
days I have lost,

days that outgrow, like daughters,
my harbouring arms.

Great! Thanks so much, though I don't swim haha

~giving a nod to Bruce~

iced decaf latte please

~leaning over the bar to wrap slender fingers around the glass~

thank you dear Bruce.

~padding over to an empty chair to watch the comings and goings~

I wonder if she wore panties?

Moves along be well nice folks. 🙋🙋🙋 oh Mercury later this month check in by boe.olymipic pools will toss ya in bye

*giggles at another vote for Betsy Ross*

she was a wild and crazy lady... I bet...

~leans in, checking the place for signs of life... finding echoes of earlier times~

What a day, what a day... Sun and heat zapping every ounce of energy, but lots of fun.

Hi hi sakari 🙋

Scrumptious

Incredibly My baseball team doing well Milw Brewers most experts picked them to be crud

good evening!

darned neighbor returned!

*returns to polish the beer glasses*

You know it's the Mets. It's going to be a long season.

GRATIFICATION

Gossip
Rears
Angry
Thoughts,
Including
Factual,
Illicit
Calls,
Again
Throws,
Insinuated
Ogles
Nightfall

NEXT: NIGHTFALL

Hi Mercury must be mets or yankees?

Subscribed.

Praying for you.

Stands and leaves for his quarters

Back at the hotel after a day of cooking out and revelry with friends and family.

Definitely not going to make it to any firework displays tonight... I'm beat like spuds.