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Danny Earl Simmons
Winter 2017 * On Depth and Salty Expectations
What is it about the coast and expectations? Is it positive ions or the taste of salt rimming every breath? Maybe it’s in the way waves roll before crashing into hard soaked sand like tender first kisses that become a hundred hungry intimacies gasping for air and grasping for lips and the twist of tongues before shifting their attentions to learning where we hide our secrets and where imaginations turn every new discovery into something blue and rhythmic and very, very deep. * Warning This poem contains skin, lots and lots of skin. The skin this poem contains is soft; it’s tan everywhere except there and there and a little bit there. Please be aware that this poem also has hands – handsy hands that know the difference between the need to caress and a caress that kneads. The hands this poem contains come complete with fingers for touching and tracing the skin – about which you’ve already been warned. Know, though, that these fingers are not only for touching and tracing the aforementioned skin. No, these fingers also explore gently, eagerly, the deep inside of a lover’s imagination, a lover within whose breasts breathe wanton breaths between kisses long and wet as the arousal of a lover whose skin loves skin. * |
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Danny Earl Simmons is an Oregonian and a proud graduate of Corvallis High School. He is a friend of the Linn-Benton Community College Poetry Club and currently serves on the school’s Poetry Advisory Committee. He is the author of a poetry chapbook entitled “The Allness of Everything” (Maverick Duck Press). He also assists the literary journal Off the Coast as a member of its editorial team.
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