Poem Number 19512

My Walk Along Main Street Biloxi, Mississippi

Walking south on Main in an older part of Biloxi, I feel the cool breeze of the ending day on my exposed skin.
Underneathe my feet are the crunch, crunch, crunch of acorns from the ancient oak trees that line the street.
I hum as I walk, I hum because I love music and I have always wanted to belt out a tune and stun people with my talent. So, humming is my way of expressing that undying need within me to be heard as a singer I guess.
This part of town can be likened to the older part of New Orleans but probably very much more safer.
I'm not afraid as I walk the street to get home.
I smell the salt in the air from the gulf waters, dark and scarey waters.
Beyond the tree tops I can see the apartment complex, tucked in with the old houses of slave decendents. It looks odd there, but kind of like a haven amidst uncomfortable chaos.
From time to time I picture a wall of water rolling down the streets with a hellish fury!
In all honesty I can't imagine it, but I needed not to because I've experienced it first hand.
I remembered how the water seeped around the buildings in an evil fingery way. Like Poseidon was wrapping his watery arms around the city!
It's incredible to believe that I was a part of that, it was horrific, it was life changing.
But I digress..
Dogs bark here and there behind fences that protect domain and walking strangers.
There is a particular house on Main street that I am fascinated by..almost drawn to.
It looks from the outside, like it would have been a brothel.It has an upstairs porch and in my imaginings I can see the ladies of the Biloxi pleasure society on them extending a warm, fleshly welcome to passers by.
The house if for sale.
Can't understand why someone would buy it in the reckless shape it's in unless perhaps to tear it down and build some modern something there or just to have a tax write off.
It would take a lot of work to rebuild it, ah but if someone took the loving care of it and did rebuild it to the way it use to be it would be absolutely beautiful.
Almost home I see the corner where I have to round in order to get there.
Soon I would be warmed, forgiven and loved.

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Hi my lovelies from IPP. I miss you guys and thought I would pay a visit.
I'd love to pick up communication with some of you. I see James still posts, and amber, riverfrozen...I've missed ya'll so much.
This is April *aka Orgasmic Butterfly, and Chrysallis, whatever else I use to call myself*
Smooches to you all! I'll poke around from time to time.

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thick layers of description wrapping unexpressed needs and desires. riverfr0zen
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Really?
I'm curious river.
Tell me more...*Butterfly*
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Ne're mind I figured it out. I'm a re re some days. Thank you.
:)

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just run out of your skin :E -fr0
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***Ouch! NOooooooooooo....:)