Green sailing inspires today's poem. Enjoy!
Day69 Oil: Onslaught Reaches Mississippi
Pascagoula"Singing River"Region
Pascagoula Passacaglia
.. a Sandy Beach Blues
Patterns on the ground, knock at the door
Guitar lamentations ready for the chore
To go back in time, feel the rhythmic lore
Pasagoula Mississippi's got oil on the shore
Old fishing village, "singing river"rhythms
Variation continues, brings new cataclysms
An old familiar theme, this the latest episode
Pasagoula passacaglia brings in a heavy load
Don't need a violin to sing a sad old song
Maybe a bigger boat to bring hope along
This the first barrage, yet so much yet to lose
Pasagoula Mississippi, sandy beach blues
Don't need to hear a high flying symphony
Just need a little help, feel some sympathy
Strange patterns ebb, then flo and reach
Onslaught's the upshot, down on the beach
Heard a girl scream, plastic shovel in her hand
Black jellyfish-like all stuck along the sand
Summertime simmers in spots of darkened hues
Pasagoula passacaglia and this sandy beach blues
smokeyroad
June 27, 2010
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