- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Halden Transit, Saturday to Sunday
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Through double glazing reflection,
the little girl and the old man
merge
across generations to become
a single being with ghosts
of each origin hanging over
its shoulders.
One ghost turn to whisper
in the other's ear
and one ghost giggles.
The face in between
a Picasso mosaic,
forward and sideways at once,
of secrets and smiles.
Outside, rain cling to glass
to sprinkle the triple headed
benevolent monster
with pearls.
It's still a long way to end station,
roads wind on ahead in the night.
Soon she will rest her head
wearily on grandpa's shoulder,
and I wonder how that
will reflect,
through a double glazed window,
heading north.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozalmost 16 years agoThis poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 40,000 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>
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Bill Dadaover 17 years agoVery nicely done. Just one suggestion.
I think that 'forward and sideways at once,'
is a bit redundant and as a result takes away
from the beautiful image you created with
'The face in between
a Picasso mosaic,'
To me anyway, it feels like you don't trust the
reader and you are explaining what 'a Picasso mosaic'
is. By the way I really love the image created by
'a Picasso mosaic.'
Great poem.
BD
twelveooneover 17 years agothe break here is probably a bad idea, as if the ending is...
coming up.
I feel it would be better understated. Not that kind of poem.
will reflect,
through a double glazed window,
OK Minor
Anonymousover 17 years agoBeautiful imagery, a soulful poem that can be read on so many different levels.
Excellent
LeBrozover 17 years agoA simple proof
Witness here:
There's poetry in everything
All you need's to see.
