Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Haibun

                                                  
                                                     FRAT PARTY

 We try hard to have a good time, to smoke and drink, to laugh at the dirty jokes, to play poker with the boys who prefer cards to dancing, to show an interest when talk turns to football or basketball, to be willing to kiss in the shadows and in the back bedroom

                                                   slow dancing
                                                   under a full moon
                                                   we call it love

A HUNDRED GOURDS, June 2012
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4 comments:

Bill said...

From "we try hard" to "we call it love," this says so much.

July 30, 2015 at 10:49 AM
Steven W. Dunn said...

yes I remember
warm hearts touching fast beating
lost in ecstasy

Steven

July 30, 2015 at 7:34 PM
Adelaide said...

Hi Bill,

Hard to believe how hard we tried.

Adelaide

August 3, 2015 at 9:27 PM
Adelaide said...

Hi Steven,

Glad to meet you. These days "Ecstasy" would be a drug.

Adelaide

August 3, 2015 at 9:30 PM

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