»
Archives
»
Open Poetry #18
»
Coffeehouse
| Open Poetry #18 |
|
Coffeehouse |
|
|
Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
In crowded conversations, they chatter, Duos and trios vocalize, clutter, Reciting their recorded emotions, Flowing in raw rhyme grabbing attention. Some spoke for black history, T’was the theme, Then there was the black story, Blotches of a dark gone by, An old dream, Humored so as not to cry. Inspirations gathering inside me As I listened sipping on my Mint Tea, In time the people like the smoke dispersed, Yet their thoughts lingered in their spoken verse. Gloom |
||
| © Copyright 2002 Aszard Drazlom - All Rights Reserved | |||
|
SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~Enjoyed this,...thoughts, thick and deep, in written/spoken word often linger inside me too. Take care you. *Peace. |
||
|
Silver Streak Member Elite
since 2002-01-02
Posts 3625FL, USA |
"Therefore they will be like the morning mist, like the early dew that disappears, like chaff swirling from a threshing floor, like smoke escaping through a window. NIV Hosea 13:3 Sharing God's Love through perfectlovepoetry.com |
||
|
|
⇧ top of page ⇧ |
|
| All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. | ||
