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Kalandria
Junior Member

since 2006-05-23

Posts 44
Yorkshire, England

0 posted 2006-05-23 04:33 AM

Faces of the City

They sit upon the rain soaked bench,
Eyes lowered, the hushed voices
of illicit love.
She twists the ring on the finger
of her left hand and embraces her daily guilt.
And as the cathedral clock
speaks of noon’s passing,
They search once more for the answers
in the bottom of the paper lunch bag they share.
And with a final, stolen kiss,
They return to the prison
of their mundane lives.

Beneath the abandoned rail bridge,
She sits amongst the debris
of more fortunate lives.
Huddled against the cold that pierces
her pallid skin.
Amethyst eyes close against the
reality she seeks to deny,
And in her mind, she wraps her arms
around one who sees that she is worth more
than loose change in the bottom of a styrofoam cup.
A winter’s day dawns, waking the slumbering world,
But not the one beneath the bridge
She chose to stay
In the arms of imagined love.

Traffic lights flash their permission
for the bus to pull away,
The raindrops racing each other
down the window.
Mirroring the tears that slide silently down the cheeks
of the face staring from the rear window.
Nondescript features, easily ignored
as other lives pass by, carrying the weight
of their own personal baggage.
Her tears pass unnoticed,
as she raises the hood of her coat.
Carrier bags digging into her palms
as she makes her way home to a family
who notice her only
when the dinner is late.
The kettle boils
and she wonders idly where her life has gone.

playing.with.crayons
Member

since 2006-01-02

Posts 362
Neverland

1 posted 2006-05-23 06:07 AM

"Amethyst eyes close against the
reality she seeks to deny,
And in her mind, she wraps her arms
around one who sees that she is worth more
than loose change in the bottom of a styrofoam cup."

A beautiful, wistful write. A haunting first post indeed. Welcome to Pip. And welcome to Open! It's a wonderful forum and there's lots of lovely people here to share with and learn from.
Once again, lovely poem.

farewell the ash-tray girl

nakdthoughts
Member Laureate

since 2000-10-29

Posts 19200
Between the Lines

2 posted 2006-05-23 06:45 AM

well written ...the loneliness that affects so many of us at different stages of our lives.

Sometimes I wonder ( having been there) how much we contribute to that ourselves...

Welcome
M

1slick_lady
Member Ascendant

since 2000-12-22

Posts 6088
standing on a shadow's lace

3 posted 2006-05-23 07:00 AM

welcome to passions

passing shadows
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since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

4 posted 2006-05-23 07:19 AM

welcome to Passions

a sad write here that touched my heart

Sunshine

Administrator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

5 posted 2006-05-23 07:25 AM

A warm welcome to one who writes
of amethyst eyes...

some beautiful, heart-wrenching visuals
here...I like the way you draw your
reader in.

Quietly, with measured tones.

Please, check your email for a Very Special Greeting!

" It matters not this distance now " Excerpt, Yesterday's Love
~*~
KRJ

Midnitesun

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since 2001-05-18

Posts 28647
Gaia

6 posted 2006-05-23 06:01 PM

Welcome to Passions, Kalandria! You have softly portrayed the harshness that lives within the lonely heart. A well-done sorrow write.

Bodger
Senior Member

since 2005-06-12

Posts 1260
Tolerance for a short time

7 posted 2006-05-23 06:09 PM

As usual I will have to be out of step

Religion and affairs and state dont normally lead to this kine of destruction on the second.

Religion and State normally kill; the incident of mistress kills far less and doesn't put you under a convenient bridge - ala Pratchett that the smell drives people away from

Love and Sex appear to happen, often with due regard for either's exclusive rights, or the fact that two people consider, their are only two people in their relationships and one is a journalist.

Words for me were good, but my old friend tx-rx-noise triumphed

Dave

Enchantress
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since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

8 posted 2006-05-23 06:20 PM

WELCOME TO PASSIONS!
A most excellent first post.
I shall look forward to reading more of your work.
~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~

~ Trace my body with your words,
in doing so, you touch my heart ~

Kalandria
Junior Member

since 2006-05-23

Posts 44
Yorkshire, England

9 posted 2006-05-25 11:56 AM

Thankyou everyone for your wonderful, warm welcome and your comments. I have enjoyed reading many of your poems over the past few months and finally plucked up the courage to join. Thanks again to everyone who stopped by to say hello.

Kalandria
Junior Member

since 2006-05-23

Posts 44
Yorkshire, England

10 posted 2018-03-17 08:38 PM

I think Bodger, that perhaps it wasn't clear that each stanza was about a different person, hence the pluralisation of face in the title. The girl in the second stanza was homeless and independent of the lovers in the first.x

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