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The susurrus trees appeared surreptitious
as our ship floated down the Hudson River.
Perhaps it was the sign of an omen or
panacea of help entering our travails.
The day had had a summery, sumptuous feel;
more delicious than deep, rich chocolate.
It was as pleasant as a possible walk
along the nearby inviting shoreline.
Yet, there was an undercurrent seemingly
inappropriate for the particular winter day.
The rippling water had lulled us into
much needed insouciant leisure.
An ethereal feel began to creep on the deck.
Passengers busily engaged in the mellifluous
beat on the band's enjoyable music
bore no heed to the foreseeable disruption.
The clamoring of dishes, dancing partiers,
blocked any need to feel guarded during play.
As the effervescence of the night filled spirits,
a loud concussion suddenly caught their attention.
The guests had lost track of the time; rowdily
clapping to the sky's magnificent display.
Happy New Years and laughter emoted from the crowd.
The fireworks display had begun it's entertainment.
S.J.Owen © 2014
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Captiving words that makes me travel into such place... this is your River Ride over the Hudson.
The 1st stanza is the most powerful for me... it hooks!!
The 1st stanza is the most powerful for me... it hooks!!