»
Archives
»
Open Poetry #47
»
Downtown Crawl
| Open Poetry #47 |
|
Downtown Crawl |
|
|
JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana 
|
cruel energy on the mean streets twisting and jabbing into your spine no place to hunker down all concrete splattered with rain making sure you know you are nothing standing under the eve of Lucky's Pawnshop hugging yourself trying to feel warmth tears mingle with the rain has it ever been worse than this jam hands in pockets loose change enough maybe for an entrance into the all-night diner across the street cup of hot java oh yes, coffee will hit the spot clutching the three quarters, two dimes and four pennies you streak across the street fling the door to the diner open step inside my oh my, warmth short order cook gives you the eye nobody else does they're in the same shape as you are down-and-outers sit at the counter shivering from the cold and warmth combined coffee you tell the man sitting at the cash register short order cook hears you sets a steaming cup in front of you wrap your hands around it warming them as you do you look around skinny girl at the end of the counter looks at you drops her gaze a frightened doe surrounded by a room full of hunters she looks so alone, so unapproachable still you take your cup and approach put the coffee cup in front of her she has nothing except a glass of water she raises her eyes they say thank thank you she takes a sip pushes it toward you you drank by the time that cup of coffee is empty your hands have found each other your hands tell each other nobody need be alone tonight you pay for the coffee and leave back into the drizzling, cold rain she has a place nearby there you hold her face in your hands acknowledging the kindness in her eyes you cling to each other fully clothed on the bed pull the cover over both of you and, still fully clothed lay there giving each other all you have to give warmth and whatever comes from it ~ Life is sexually transmitted ~ [This message has been edited by JerryPat2 (02-24-2011 08:30 AM).] |
||
| © Copyright 2011 Jerry Pat Bolton - All Rights Reserved | |||
|
Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
This isn't of now it's of a time ago and parts of it were a time ago in my time Gripping. Because of the what I remember part Thank you! |
||
|
JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Hello sunshine. Sometimes the past just creeps upon us. So it was with this little ditty. Thank you for your input. ~ Life is sexually transmitted ~ |
||
|
faithmairee Senior Member
since 2011-01-05
Posts 1441Poe Haven, USA |
WOW...this is awesome...GAWD, you're so good There must be a poem in here somewhere. |
||
|
JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thank you so much, Faith. Good night, it is beddy-time for me. ~ Life is sexually transmitted ~ |
||
|
faithmairee Senior Member
since 2011-01-05
Posts 1441Poe Haven, USA |
it's always my pleasure to read your wonderful work...Goodnight, JerryPat  There must be a poem in here somewhere. |
||
|
Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Great bedtime story Jerry. Always look forward to reading you...you never let me down Thanks for being part of my world friend.Lori |
||
|
JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
It is YOU that should be thanked, Lori, and I do thank you for your continuous support. As always, thank you for being here. ~ Life is sexually transmitted ~ |
||
|
bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
well damn...this takes me back...hell...this takes me home at New York's upper west side... niiice~ |
||
|
JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Ah, New York. I lived in Flushing and Lynbrook, L.I. many years ago. I loved it in those days. Thank you, Baby Girl bel1e for stopping by and reading and commenting. ~ Life is sexually transmitted ~ |
||
|
OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Very, very beautiful and exquisitely sensitive. I loved every bit of this, Jerry. Sometimes there is infinitely more intimacy and ecstasy in two heads raised to follow the flight of a heron than there is in the highest moment of passion. Why? Owl |
||
|
JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Aw the graceful heron soaring into the sky; seems it knows we watch it with longing eyes, and wistful thoughts; wanting to be free with the currents looking down at ourselves. Thanks, Owl, for stopping by. ~ Give a person a fish and you feed them for a day. Teach a person to use the Internet and they won't bother you for weeks ~ |
||
|
Spiros Zafiris Senior Member
since 2002-10-20
Posts 982Canada |
..yea, Jerry, this one is as clear as a bell..it resounds; it nourishes..>>spiros |
||
|
OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
My pleasure, Jerry. Love your heron-talk reply. Owl |
||
|
JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thank you for being here, Spiros, it is much appreciated. |
||
|
|
⇧ top of page ⇧ |
|
| All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. | ||
