In TransitA Poem by Ken e BujoldStill winter, my tan sends me a postcard from some Tiki bar in Thailand.
Having a great time, wishing you well, the b*****d writes. I take notes
on the weather here, the geese making plans for a run on the border.
Wary though I am of those bloody honkers, I'm desperate enough, I'd fly budget
if I have to, even freight if it gets me and my tan reunited
blitzed bronzed and braised on a beach before spring in some Tiki bar.
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3 Reviews Added on September 24, 2022 Last Updated on September 24, 2022 AuthorKen e BujoldSomewhere in Ontario, CanadaAboutWriters write, it's what we do. Fish swim, woodpeckers peck... writers scribble (inside and outside the lines). more..Writing
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