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Savannah Poems I (Desire)

I sit besides the Savannah River
The lights from the Convention Centre
Glisten across the darkling water.

An elderly man with silver hair
Plays soulfully on a silver saxophone
The notes hang quivering on the cool night air.

My heart beats with the music of the night
As memories of a thousand verses
Of sweet southern poetry haunt my consciousness

And I know
I know... the meaning of desire.




Author notes

I wrote this as I sat on River St. I know it's not much of a poem but it is how I felt at the time.

I'm here to learn, you are all poets so I respect your criticism.

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  • deop gold member
    September 3
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    On the river...

    with you all the way, so descriptive. Could have almost been there.


  • malmadre gold member
    July 13
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    Didn't you just love Savannah, I desire to live there!


  • Bev Hilderman gold member
    July 7

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    AW I think this is beautiful.

    And I know
    I know... the meaning of desire.

    I do like this, it makes me smile to feel your desire here thank for sharing.


  • Amera gold member
    May 30

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    This is truly beautiful and a delight to read. You have a gift for painting with words and it's captivating.

    Love,
    Amera♥

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