benjamin bueno


Venice Beach - Poem by benjamin bueno

Magical sea-gull. Earphones over the water. A surfer painted on the house of the beach front living. The clutch side of mouth singing. Then it hits me, the sound of bell. At the Santa Monica pier. I'm in love, it's good. There is my bell, married with an ugly flower. Toes in the sand. Trash in the can. Under the moon and the blue typhoon. Under the water I felt her guilt. I have to praise you like I should. The air is changing me within. Where could she be? Ocean front walk. Spokes and stuff. Snacks and drinks. Day two of my adventure. Heal the bay. I want to work here. This is where I wanna be. Game of shadows. This is where I wanna go. Here is my bell. While the world was out playing. Venice. Our home. Right next to muscle beach. She was the bell of the ball, by herself, going out to the boardwalk.

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  • Rookie - 139 Points Romeo Della Valle (9/12/2012 5:24:00 PM)

    WELCOME to the Poetry World, Benjamin! A well penned write that clearly shows your potential in the poetry world and also shows your writing skills! 10+++ Thank you for sharing and keep it up! God Bless You! Love and Peace for always! Romeo-New York City (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 12, 2012



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