Open Poetry #23 |
Location by Chance |
Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
As I sat on the edge Dockside and swaying with the wind and gin, Watching the boats glide Their bows pushing through the water Ripple waves slowly coming in To end at the rocky shore line The sounds surround me Splashing and traffic just a few yards off Music from a nearby pub A passerby’s cough Conversations Words coming toward the water Rising in pitch and volume Of anger I shouldn’t have heard But I was there Enjoying the chill of midnight air And those two weren’t quiet In fact his voice had reached a shout Words that into tears she was sent Crying there and left alone As he turned and walked away Quickly without a look back Minutes of flowing pain Then tears slowed and sobs ended Spent in too harsh emotion She sat hard on the wooded dock Feet dangling over the edge Eyes looking out But unfocused I remained unnoticed Yet just a few feet away I had no comfort to give There was nothing I knew to say I wordlessly offered some gin She took it and gulped down too much Sputtering a whisper of thanks “keep it” I said And I staggered to my feet To walk off to give us both The solitude our pains needed Leaning heavy on my cane I move toward the shadows Of the tall buildings To where I might hide again When I felt a light hand on my arm I turned to see her Mascara streaking down cheeks From red swollen eyes finally dry of tears There was no words I patted her hand and left it there Continuing along to the comfort of shadows Walking in silence Passing the bright store windows Of great variety Time passing without notice I flagged down a hack And put her in the back Giving the driver a twenty spot And instructions to take her home I knew he would The man was good and a trustworthy friend. She gave a slight smile Through the dirty window With time all would be forgot I would fade from her thoughts Like the argument she had Gone She had needed the kindness And I needed to give it To someone willing to accept By dawn I had walked the gin out Nothing but a memory was left Gloom Just something I wanted to put down, not particularly poetic; Thank you for your indulgence and time taken to read |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Professor, this was so descriptive, I swear I felt I was there. Truly! At one moment I was a by-stander just observing, then I became the young woman, and then I felt as though I was in your skin and seeing and feeling as you did! (was that really you?). You created this scene with such Was this poetry--I don't know and don't really care if it is or isn't--all I know is that I really enjoyed this. P.S. If this was just creative writing--you've got talent as big as a house! If this was a true personal story, you've got both heart and talent as big as a house! EA |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Thank you, Earth Angel, But this was not a real story, I seldom drink gin, preferring brandy or Canadian Mist. Your words are very kind, pleased you took the time to give them to me. Gloom [This message has been edited by Professor Gloom (11-04-2002 02:27 PM).] |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
You know what I like most about this? Besides the free verse? Is that you just wanted to share it. THAT is what I like most about it... |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Thank you, Sunshine, Pleased you liked it And I enjoy sharing, in fact I have a little Harvey’s Bristle Cream that needs a little sharing. Gloom |
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Toerag Member Ascendant
since 1999-07-29
Posts 5622Ala bam a |
Very descriptive writing Gloom...I could almost be there......Harvey's Sherry?....the best!!....It also is an ingredient in the best pasta sauce I've ever made or eaten....big bucks but worth every penny!! |
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