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Open Poetry #2

memory of an African city

searchingon
New Member

since 1999-09-20

Posts 2

0 posted 1999-09-20 02:50 PM

Petals fall softly in my mind.
Impressions of small things
weave a knot.
A bright green cluster is
wiggling quietly in a mystical light.
My latest home,
my next farewell.
The mist mixes with smoke along the dark road.
The mist of sweetness;
smoke of sharpness.
Sweetness of amazing feeling;
smoke of harsh experience.
Weaving a tangle of memory.
Burst of color and ache;
Cloud of garbage and sewage.
Bougainvillea and scraps,
A gunshot and a bird,
Crickets and car horns,
Acacia swaying to and fro and
Whispering goodbye to me,
as sunlight filters itself through the black haze.

hoot_owl_rn
Member Patricius

since 1999-07-05

Posts 10750
Glen Hope, PA USA

1 posted 1999-09-20 05:10 PM

Very nicely written.....I love the imagery you used in this piece.
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