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Author Name: PremiumMLAllen 9 Comments
Date Added: May 15, 2008 23:05:35 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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A brisk, chill wind blew in across the lake, the wind chimes sang, the palms rustled. In the instant she was back there, feeling a brisk cold wind blow in off the Gulf of Mexico, laced with the smell of salt and of oil leaking from tankers in the harbor. She held on to her hat.

His arm was around her waist as they walked into the shadows. They laughed and shared a Lucky Strike. He leaned back against a palm tree and pulled her to him. It was as close to heaven as she thought she’d ever be. In the morning, he’d be gone. She knew she’d never see him again. From the juke joint across the street, drifted strains of “Harbor Lights”. She thought it was the most romantic and the most tragic moment of her life; to have found him, loved him, and lost him too soon.

The wind blowing in across the lake turned cold, the wind chimes sang, the palms rustled. How long, she wondered, does memory stay? When is love done with us? Does this awful regret go on forever?

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Comment By: FreeCindy Bendel on August 26, 2010 01:19:41 PM Report
You can write like no other! This piece just pulls you in and keeps you there even after finishing the last word. So much to ponder, imagine and yes, even think of our own regrets.
I wanna read the next chapter!!

Comment By: FreeMicky McMaster on January 6, 2009 05:16:18 PM Report
Excellent piece,Mary Lou
Congratulation !
regret,I sure hope it doesn't last forever


Comment By: FreeLady Dragonwyck on January 6, 2009 04:05:14 PM Report
Mary Lou:  congratulations!!!  This lovely write so deserves the Feature Poem Award.  Keep up the wonderful writes.


Lady D

Comment By: FreePaul Peter McLean on May 17, 2008 07:37:46 AM Report
You bring this woman's present and past to life with the details you put in this lovely, melancholy picture, Mary Lou. Another fine example of your word pictures. Very nice.
Comment By: FreeAlison Storm Wolf on May 16, 2008 07:11:14 PM Report
Speechless. Anything I could write or say would be trivial and of no consequense.

Only those who have experienced this level of feeling can understand  and I hold fast that in spite of all..there are actually few....


Ali xox


into favs of course.


Comment By: FreeRoger Bacon on May 16, 2008 04:43:57 PM Report
Maybe this awful regret hangs around until the next person walks into our lives.  Maybe heart forgets at this point.  I believed I was totally into the imagery you wrote of.  Could smell that salt and oil and maybe the Lucky Strike.  That would be second hand smoke....can I say that?
Comment By: FreeLeonard Wilson on May 16, 2008 03:47:35 PM Report
Atmospheric is really the word for this lovely read, kid...You string them words together real pretty-like, Teach....len
Comment By: Premiumlionheart on May 16, 2008 03:45:36 PM Report
To answer that question...No, not true love.

It'll always be a part of our lives. What's that old saying...?  "Its better to have loved and lost..."?

Very nostalgic ML. I liked it.



Comment By: FreeCatriona Abrahams on May 16, 2008 07:02:20 AM Report
Hi Mary Lou 

long time no speak!! The answer is no, it doesn't go on forever, but we have all been there.  A very nice read, quite atmospheric, and took me back to some steamy nights in my past,  I am so old now though, i can't even remember who i spent them with!!  lol


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