Tugboat Annie's

A tropical poem

-    - Tugboat Annie’s - - 

Boats line the rickety piers

All around her cove by the mangroves

With twinkly white lights strung

Above with love

 

Rasta’s reggae fills the air

With care as her steel drums

Pulsing off-beat casts a

Powerful hex on her decks

 

Sweet rum runners

Flow freely

Knocking her thirsty

Patrons’ toes-up

With one dixie cup

 

You and me

Rocking to the beat

Under her full moon

In our bare feet 

Author's Note

Those long summer nights!

Reviews

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Fiercley dominate and guided through the rages of society, well done, a gread read.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Oh so sassy and free spirited. what a fun read.

[Dayran]

She would probably continue to pull on something bigger than herself. She can.

[Eagle Cruagh]

Tugboat Annie`s is for real.
How do I know this, because you made
it come to life in your poem.
Arousing beat, aroma of rum and sweaty
girls culminates in an exciting excursion to
the land of sensuous alive, loving nights.
Great writing, fantastic imagery , love it .
----- Eagle Cruagh

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This is wonderful, i enjoyed reading this write.

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

now this sounds like fun. Excellent!