another silent summer
slides through
shifting curtains,
pausing discreetly
on last night's
kiss
she folds
her painted fingers
around
faltering breath,
eyeing soldiers
prostrate on paper,
their backs
together in shapes
resembling
love
somehow,
she finds
tomorrow's
disappointment
in today.
Author notes
inspired by the picture & tea leaves in the bottom my cup
A contest entry
- PIF Quickie 10/40 by Laura Lamarca.
425 points, ended October 13, 2007, 8 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Adding your comment: