Open Poetry #28 |
Euphoniously |
IndigoEve Member
since 2003-01-10
Posts 279Etched in the illusion of time |
coffeehouse rhythm remembering the hymns of few straining to weave upon the steam of cappachinos sipped with lips careful mixing tiny ideas into a blend of mocha smoothness cigarettes shared poised on ashtrays timely tapping with the beats of words near silvery perfection over the din you can still hear me read euphoniously deliberate pauses and stress of metered expression a handful of stares transfixed upon me charred remnants bleeding souls within my grasp the pen is my companion paper fine only this I know breathe exhale breathe into sweet, smoky air sticky with emotion lick these lips with tongue parched from ages of neglect too long too long you are so far away inhale drums hear cadence wild 'twixt measured lines I steal my glances at perfectly intermixing coffee eyes sipping. the last word is mine drowned from the sounds of gentle applause poetical utopia my smiles only meant for your gaze must I break from this euphoria of Friday night poetry highs my own little world.. at the corner of 5th and Main For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, |
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vlraynes Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-25
Posts 8229Somewhere... out there... |
Indigo...I love this. You took me there... Very nicely done. Hugs, ~Vicky When the power of love overcomes the |
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