Wandering the street in a panic that night,
an escape trip really, my breath caught tight.
Walked by a window, glanced quickly through
felt comforted by the warmth and misted-up view
A sudden quick thought and I checked my coat
a sudden quick urge at the back of my throat
to join in for a change, to drink and to eat
to be invisible, safe and just have this retreat
I silently rejoiced, I'd had enough change
to walk on in, although I admit it felt strange
to see men, shouting orders, and carrying food
Jostling, bustling, laughing, like a family would
And I gladly paid my money for a fabulous coffee
Guy smiled at me and its was as good as it could be.
I wish that I had stayed there, sitting at that table,
Eating burgers for ever, growing fat and stable
Just for one night, one precious night, I really belonged
to these men with their laughter and outbreaks of song.
And I know I'll be back, you just couldn't stop me
They gave me a gift and it was of sanctuary.
Author notes
Written for the contest: Write A poem about this picture I took.... words seem to fail me. by artis
Moonswirlgirl
A contest entry
- Write A poem about this picture I took.... words seem to fail me. by artis.
1000 points, ended September 4, 2008, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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pictured it raining and night time when i read your poem, looking at the picture after i think you got the diner perfectly.
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Often in the chaos of our lives we can find such a simple place to escape to, to immerse ourselves in
fresh brewed liquid energy, and study our fellowman, listening to the snippets of other peoples woes and joys. All syncopated to the clatter of silverware and plates, just another song of life played out on a worn kazoo in the big easy. Thanks for your entry.~~Artis
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Absolutely beautiful feel of warmth to this. Good luck.
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Excellently versed with good flow and creative rhyme.
Nice take on the picture.
Well done & Best of Luck in the contest!
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