Open Poetry #34 |
Delicate Music Parody |
LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
His Saturday night warmth Strikes Gold in the heart Like dozens of desserts Fattening & hopelessly mouth-watering His words are like watching fate unfold Driving me to a destination With powerful lungs of burgundy air Not one hint of background noise Simply melodic inspiration, convincing Like walking backward through a mirror Of surprise, smile kisses & prima Donna evenings Perhaps turning into something more Like holding a ticket to L’lncoronazione di poppea Mezzanine seating and vocal finesse With hyper-active nuance A tough act to follow Perfecttion matched to sophistication Swept under stroking emotions Mingling with scents of a waiting plate Not wanting to miss the nightshirt of collage From his stairwell of fat pastel colored balloons Exploding like a train window His every word, growing under your fingers |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ Now that would warm up anybodies heart. Good morning sweet. |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Lee You captured something I spent years watching. regards Dave |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
A wonderful write Lee...much enjoyed the read. Hugs~Nancy Season's Greetings! |
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