A cool head
by
JASMIN HORST E. P. SEILER
Monday, October 26, 2009
Rated "PG" by the Author.
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Heat in icy waters
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Floating ice cubes alphabet soup,
Submerged movement,
Clasping hands,
Periscope up,
Fire in her belly,
Exploding firing,
Stand down the call,
Imaginary visions,
Fall away,
Succumb
Rest,
What a beauty she was,
The periscope folds beneath,
The captains holding round the shaft,
Happy now,
Mission accomplished.©26/10/2009
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| Reviewed by Romantic Poetess Victoria L. McColley |
10/27/2009 |
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naughty naughty....deep sea diver? :)
or perhaps ship's captain & one certain crew? :)
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| Reviewed by Mr. Ed |
10/27/2009 |
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| Edvard has truly corrupted you!! (You gotta quit eatin them Meatballs!) |
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| Reviewed by Georg Mateos |
10/27/2009 |
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A stalker in the soup? Man...she ain't lucky!
Georg
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
10/26/2009 |
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Jasmin,
Well, well, a conquest artfully couched in submariner language and image.
Nice one!
John |
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