Summer 1962 by Keith D Allison Her beauty was like the wind driven rain pulling, tugging driving me insane   she spun a web that sparkled in the sun it caught my heart filling the summer in the glow of Angels wings 03/11/2007 Posted on 03/11/2007 Copyright © 2025 Keith D Allison Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 03/11/07 at 11:43 PM Hi Keith. "in the glow of Angels wings", a wonderful vision. Sweet, flown memories. Excellent. Thanks. Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 03/12/07 at 03:51 AM Interesting image, man. I like how you bring it together without really going over on the details. Posted by Michelle Angelini on 03/14/07 at 03:25 AM This whole poem resonates tenderness - even the storm, because the insanity on the narrator's part had to come from a combination of beauty and mystique. Only terrible beauty can have such a radical result. ~Chelle~ Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2025 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)