The Warm Summer Breeze

johnnydod on Aug 13, 2010

Tags: Ipod, night, scope

Then I saw her.

It was one of those nights, the full moon shining a magical glow,

a soft breeze barely moving the nets at my window,

I enjoyed stargazing but the moonlight that night was overpowering,

I’m not sure if it was the inbuilt voyeur in me or what,

but as the moon was the only thing to see that night,

I gave the surrounding buildings a quick sweep with my scope.

Then I saw her, she was sitting precariously on the outside edge of her apartment,

the warm summer breeze playing with her long dark hair,

she was hypnotized by the moonlight, humming to whatever she was listening to on her ipod.

The lights of the city flickered below her; I wondered what was going through her mind at that precise moment, unaware I was watching her.
Copyright..johnnydod 2010

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LOVELYHONEY on Aug 13, 2010
had she seen u

she wouldv’e waved at you

and called u over
to join her

at that/ur age this is normal
an attitude.

pl note on triond it has taken me
one and a half years
to sell my poetry
for thirty dollars only
3000

how many years willi take
at wiki???
can u hear me ????
LoveDoctor on Aug 13, 2010
A very lovely poem
drelayaraja on Aug 13, 2010
Wonderful poem Jonny.. Great job
Christine Ramsay on Aug 13, 2010
I am really enjoying these pieces from you, Johnny. You paint such vivid pictures.

Christine
krrymarie on Aug 13, 2010
Loved it as always, I am too enjoying the pieces you wrote, and the pictures complements them very well.
Shirley Shuler on Aug 13, 2010
Another great piece, Johnny, loved it.
Neva Flores on Aug 14, 2010
Love it!
giftarist on Aug 14, 2010
Great and creative piece as always, friend.
Phoenix Montoya on Aug 15, 2010
The mention of the moon always have its dramatic effect. Another 4 part story, I hope? Good write again.
William Worthington Bakerfield Chesterton Pea on Aug 17, 2010
Your poetry is likened to three week old milk, sour and chunky, yuck.

signed: William Worthington Bakerfield Chesterton Pea
Kathleen Murphy on Aug 17, 2010
I like this poem a lot! It paints such a beautiful picture of a moonlit night. I especially like the part where you weren’t aware you were watching her. It really made me understand how wrapped up you were in thinking about her.
johnnydod on Aug 18, 2010
Thank you all so much for your very kind words, and a special thanks to
William Worthington Bakerfield Chesterton Pea.
Aiyanna on Oct 24, 2010
I think she did see you but pretended not to see….
Red, black and blue does suit you well….

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