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Professor Gloom
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since 2000-07-23

Posts 3082
of Depression

0 posted 2002-08-15 01:24 PM

A quick glance
Of her wrist watch and she knew,
He was there,
Had been there,
And by now wondered away,
Just walking
And talking
To whom ever was there too,
He’d find one,
Anyone,
That was just his friendly way.
A quick glance,
As she turned off the highway.

She called wanting to see him
To meet at the museum
At two she said it would be
And now it was almost three.
Her lateness didn’t worry him
Midst paintings European
Of tulips and Dutch windmills
Beauty from room to room fills,
Portraits of medieval men
Dead Masters of realism
And now it was after three.

Those meetings,
Binding her and taking time
Making late
For her date,
She turns in the parking lot
Hurries in
To see him,
Now somewhere for her to find,
Hall to hall
Searches all,
Hoping he has not forgot,
Those meetings
Causes turmoil to the mind.

The beauty of Claude Monet,
Can ease the sad thoughts away,
And the paintings of Rubens
Shows the beauty of women.
He’d sit on the benches there
Enthralled and reduced to stare
His mind to another place
Burdens gone without a trace.
Once seen he’d not want to go
After seeing what they show
Paintings ease the thoughts away.

She found him,
Sitting in quiet repose
So thoughtful
And peaceful
Mind lost in a bright fresco
Without sound
She sat down,
There on the bench he had chose,
With a glance,
Eyes meeting
They stood up as if to go,
She found him,
He asked “are you late again?”

Yes daddy.

Gloom

Sunshine

Administrator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

1 posted 2002-08-15 06:57 PM

Professor...a smile

a wink

and a little gift for you...
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1slick_lady
Member Ascendant

since 2000-12-22

Posts 6088
standing on a shadow's lace

2 posted 2002-08-15 08:51 PM

this did make me smile

Zinsser
Senior Member

since 2001-02-27

Posts 1641
Calif.

3 posted 2002-08-15 09:20 PM

He was there,
Had been there,
And by now wondered away,
Just walking
And talking
To whom ever was there too,
He’d find one,
Anyone,
That was just his friendly way.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My dad written here : )

Beautiful piece.....

Mysteria

Member Laureate

since 2001-03-07

Posts 18328
British Columbia, Canada

4 posted 2002-08-15 09:26 PM

Now not only was this a visually satisfying poem meandering through the halls with the characters, but it was so heart warming, light, and wonderful. It truly made me smile. I wanted to say that you don't tell such a bad story yourself.

This was delightful.

The most valuable thing you own is a smile, wear it, and share it.
Sharon

Mistletoe Angel

Member Empyrean

since 2000-12-17

Posts 32816
Portland, Oregon

5 posted 2002-08-15 09:29 PM

BRAVO!!! Oh Aszard, this is excellent, I love it, you always have such a descriptive density in your voice, I LOVE IT!!! (big hugggssssss) This is outstanding, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Aszard, thank you for sharing!

May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

"Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..."

Shakira

vlraynes
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-07-25

Posts 8229
Somewhere... out there...

6 posted 2002-08-28 12:28 PM

Professor Gloom-
Ah yes...I'm loving this.
Thanks for the smile, oh gloomy one.
Hugs,
~Vicky

"...until you have read the verse on his heart,
you have not truly met the poet.
~vlraynes

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