Open Poetry #42 |
true blue of dreams |
poddarku Senior Member
since 2008-01-15
Posts 589india |
True blue of dreams A white pigeon and a black pigeon On a distant T.V. antenna, Just now sun comes down upon its wings Pecks and eats peanuts out of my hand. One has unveiled the intone of grief somewhere. The quivering violin That some one is playing Waving through the alley. The alley of a missing Sunday is quite. Evil one eye of a tomcat That has been maimed by a spirited kitty Crying out its hunger From this side to that side of the passage . A passage of time None has crossed it ever. The feverish terrace of old house Smiles with deception. This is an alley With a white pigeon and a black pigeon. This is the alley Where roams Cyclopes cats And, abstract violins. This is a missing sun Day I have only seen In the bluest of my dreams. |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
WELCOME TO PIP! ARCTIC WIND |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
A very good write, poddarku! The blue mood is well rendered. Poor tomcat! Why do you say his one eye is evil? (I am a cat lover!) Of course I know cats can be absolutely disquieting in some of their attitudes. And if there are pigeons around and the cat is hungry ... well we know! It's sad, but it is nature. love Margherita |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
I'm not sure I have extended a welcome to you on our pages blue... welcome Poddarku .. I enjoyed this work of yours... be well RDB Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight......... |
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TomMark Member Elite
since 2007-07-27
Posts 2133LA,CA |
beautiful. a sense of chill though. enjoyed all your poems. |
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