Dark Poetry #3 |
the passing of a century |
moshpit Member
since 1999-11-25
Posts 143cebu, philippines |
A certain discomfort envelopes the air Around the table. The cacophony Of conversations and car rumblings seem To undulate, synchronizing with The barely heard music. And I can't Help but notice how they amplify Whenever we ran out Of something to talk about. And we talked about things. Stupid Things, serious things. Funny Things. Interesting things. We asked Questions about each other's lives. And in Between, we notice something Different about ourselves. A smile that Wasn't there before. A cheerfulness not expected, But nonetheless welcome. A shyness Out of place, awkward, sweet, Mesmerizing. The invisible hour comes and goes So fast. But the times Not spent with each other Feels like the passing of a century. Will it be that Long before we sit again Around a table. |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Distance can do things to people and so can time. Nice write. GIS a trickle of music from a well |
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eor Senior Member
since 2002-09-26
Posts 959blues & greys |
nice wirte... "in a past life i was a woodcarver's knife: the sharpend blade of a wood cutter, the eldest son of the chief's brother: a maker of drums" |
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