I walked up to him a
turn-of-the-century-looking
beggar and begged him
to recite me something.
please recite me something…
something lyrically rich
romantic
rhythmic
following the
final word,
he tipped his
sophisticated hat
and kissed my hand.
he is
Peter Wahl.
a poet…
charming.
confident.
older.
Old…
I met him
more than a year ago
on a Laguna Beach
side street
late
early
in the dark
drunk
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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clever... a little repetitive on words in the first two stanzas, yet very effecient. i enjoyed this.
good job!



