Valparaiso in the morningA Poem by Luke Rittathe title explains the poem.sheets of milky mist caress down the steep, winding hills. decrepit seafront homes are inhabited by 18th century ghosts. A lonely cigarette but dances down a side street with the help of a gust of sea breeze. Seagulls in congress talking about the night before. A pack of street dogs eating breakfast together in a desolate square. Mildew collects on top of an empty beer can. Valparaiso in the morning! © 2013 Luke RittaReviews
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StatsAuthorLuke RittaLondon, United KingdomAboutHi, I am 26 and from London. I love writing short stories, poems and novels. My writing is a bit like Jack Kerouac and Ernest Hemingway. I love reading classic Literature, from Tolstoy to Proust, I .. more..Writing
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