- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Grilln' the Lime
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Click hereI am a Corona commercial,
sun grilled with a lime slice.
Each wave a current event,
each sunset seen through a longneck,
fish eye view of a golden world.
Never let a wave pass by,
nod to all the ladies - all shapes and sizes.
The sweat of congeniality
calling for a cordial,
each cordial calling for a companion.
Close your eyes - test the other senses,
hear the surf
taste the hops
touch the foam
smell the salt,
pass the time - grilln' the lime.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozalmost 16 years agoThis poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 40,000 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>
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Belegonover 19 years agoActually, sand, this was a better ad for Corona than most of their own work. I like the way you captured the images.
Favorite part is:
Each wave a current event,
each sunset seen through a longneck,
nice flow to it!
BlueskyBeautyover 19 years agomake me want a beer, but certainly left me with want of a big boulder facing the ocean to plop my fanny on.
lovely read..i love love love ocean poems!
bluerainsover 19 years agosure know the feelings well and you describe the surf and sitting at happy hour listening to reggae...the thunderbirds and twistin that lime....brilliant...blue
Syndra Lynnover 19 years agothis poem. I want a beer. Oh, it's only 7 am. Thanks Spike.
