Disjointed
broken
interjected
piecemeal
avalanche
of
words
on tourists’ tongues - more felt than heard -
threads of meaning
scrambled knotted twisted
out of line
bombarding senses
intertwined with attempts
at sharing sense while sitting
at
sidewalk cafés
sipping coffee by the Rhine
James Gagiikwe © 2008
Author notes
eavesdropping by osmosis
Comments
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virtual reality
The poem has a virtual realisitc texture that made me feel I was sipping coffee while I absorbed all that was around.
I was there! Any poetry that can transfer me wherever it intends to take me and transfer me there like reality is worth its salt.
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Great job!
you made it seem like i was there!
You have a talent for descriptions and I hope to see more
Goodjob!!
-midgetbridgey -
I was there. The way you wrote what you were expressing was exactly like what I was hearing in my mind's eye and imagination. WOW. I really liked this. In every separate word you strung together the snapshot perfectly. I could almost hear the almost-annoying background noise that you dressed so neatly. Because it, this, really was, written neatly.


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haha... I can relate this one only now it is the English that sounds broken when I am in the company of tourists. When were you by the Rhine?





