Special was the word
forming on salted tongue.
Your dress lifted slightly
under miniature typhoon.
Inquiring iron fire,
A kerosene desire.
Lined the river-rock curb
and I swept past your jaw.
Fixing retinas on you.
Regretting failed Spanish.
The Flamenco of my breath
mistranslated to Waltz.
Hotel walls held decibels
left uncharted, spider glass.
Stealing linens, misused lotion
continental feast, paper napkins.
Jungles worshipped Splendor,
my secret name for you.
Silver-back movement witnessed
as we soaped up in springs.
Astronomers' village!
Could never forget
feeling larger than stratus
towering replicated shuttle.
No Limit Omaha in neon
folded flush to a straight.
Four months mortgage spent.
Hitched to airport drunk.
Clippings from The Globe.
Donations accepted.
Four survivors in crash.
I've need for film no more.
Author notes
Going through photos of past vacations, each stanza another picture
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Strange metaphors replacing anxiety within this world.
Shortened phrases, trying to make me believe your imagination is beyond all earthly things.Yet all you write is pain from earthly things.
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An excellent journey round the world of you're memory.
I myself always find that the easiest way is to shout at foriegners who don't speak English thay generally get the message in the end
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remembering different memories...showing different places
is strong emotional.. if correct in my thinking relive the past through old photo let us know where we are at... very beautiful anyway.... thanks for sharing
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I thought this was quite confusing, and I didn't know what was going on... You had some good descriptions in there, but they seemed kinda out of place and mixed up. I think you should have had a better transition between thoughts...
But, I like the idea of what you did in this poem... showing different places -- remembering different memories...
~ Great job
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