Cold War Rose - pipTalk Forums

How to Join	Member's Area	Private Library	Search	Sanctuary		Login
Main Forums	Discussion	Tech Talk	Mature Content	Archives	A home without a wall, Our haven without ends, A circle we all call Our Family of Friends!

martiniat8
Senior Member

since 2003-06-21

Posts 897
Prague, Bohemia, Czech Republic

0 posted 2011-11-04 09:55 AM

A tall grand Texan
In the trenches of a European town

Praha,
well preserved from her youth

And somehow I feel at home here
Mingling among the vagabonds
Tourists, and Educated Czech Elite

I am an artist unbound
Poet, photographer, singer
Little formal training
A Writer of meek

Upon the stories
Fellow travelers and natives
I meet

Look on me with wide eyes
tall Texas tales
Curious and Judgmental looks
As a fish in a bowl

Where does an individual belong
In this vast world at whole?

As a painter draws from his palette
Long corridoors passage ways
Walking beneath 1,000 towers tall
I pull from these these walls, pastels

Shall one find comfort
In the arms of
Ex-Communist Cold Block Company

Where survivalism and Entertainment
Seem the only ethics
They keep

In the heat of a seething sexuality
Bleeding heaving heavily, on the streets

Money and Looks
Not so different from home
Qualities of limit
We dispossess

But Beauty,
WOE beauty
We seek and find
In the music and miles
In the sunshine of your smile

Friend
OH, friend
Even if only...
a comrade for a while

JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

1 posted 2011-11-04 10:55 AM

Last line. Super. Whole poem great. This is a very good human interest piece of work.

~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways ~*~

JL
Member Ascendant

since 2004-04-01

Posts 6128
Texas, USA

2 posted 2011-11-04 05:55 PM

Only in the artists circles of Praha could someone find a rose.

(Sometimes it is therapeutic, for curiosity’s sake, to watch fish in a bowl).

Enjoyed the depth of your writing.

“So I hated life; because the work that is wrought under the sun was grievous unto me; for all is vanity and a striving after wind. And I hated all my labour wherein I laboured under the sun, seeing that I must leave it unto the man that shall be after me.”
(Ecclesiastes 2:17-18 JPS)

JL

Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself.
Maranatha!

martiniat8
Senior Member

since 2003-06-21

Posts 897
Prague, Bohemia, Czech Republic

3 posted 2011-11-04 06:24 PM

Thanks Jerry, that means allot to me.

JL, that is a GREAT quote/verse! You don't have to be in the artists circles to find a rose in Prague, BUT you might need to be in the circle to find someone that appreciates one. :-)

	⇧ top of page ⇧
All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format.