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Shipwrecked
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Tony Gruenewald


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The sun melted into the Caribbean
like orange and lemon sherbet
onto a rippling blue bowl

She leaned against the shipÂ’s railing
as we satiated ourselves
on the sumptuous tropical sunset

She said it reminded her of sunsets
on Lake Something-or-another
at home in Vermont

I recalled the setting sun
reflecting off the refinery towers
along the Jersey Turnpike

She said nothing
leaving to find someone
who shared her subjective sense of romance

This poem first appeared in the Edison Literary Review.
Used here with the author's permission.


 

Tony Gruenewald lives in New Jersey and works as an archivist for major media companies in New York. He's the author of two books, The Secret History of New Jersey, and Honk, and his poems have appeared in numerous journals and publications.
Tony claims to be "an unrepentant baseball geek;" he also enjoys hiking and road trips. Learn more about him at www.tonygruenewald.com.

    

 

 


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