Coney Island days
when the seeing eye promised
forever summer
Coney Island days
barkers, music; languid nights
cool sands, lapping waves
when the eye promised
doubt’s voice drowned in salty breeze
and children’s laughter
forever summer
I remember our love then
and am young again
Beautiful poem.
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Thank you. Reminds me of a Bruce Springsteen theme.
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You’re welcome my friend
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Lovely, Lisa. Can’t help thinking of Bruce with images like these.
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❤ Thank you, Dora.
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I think this is my favorite image so far. (K)
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It’s a good’n 🙂
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What fun! ❣️
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Thanks, Cindy!
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💗
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I think of the boardwalk
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Yes, this one is inspired by Springsteen 🙂
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Yes…I did think of that also.
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