Open Poetry #12 |
A Soiled Napkin |
VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
A Soiled Napkin Virginia Salter crumbs lie upon marblesque table top stemware on its side magenta pool oozes toward its edge slow, bitter-sweet drips plunge to the floor. . . in disbelief I sit staring all that is left of us a silent soiled napkin lies awaiting the busboy’s lift to the dust bin © August 19. 2000 |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Passion can be found in so many catagories of writing...the silence and the embaressment of reality lay on the shoulders like a ton....you portrayed this picture like such a true poet! The poet is like a cocoon; in him the caterpillar of the past finds rest, and from him the butterfly of the future emerges. |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Thank you so much, ethome. |
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