New York,
upper east side.
Sonnets elicited from tickled keys,
piano notes rising into cigarette smoke.
Another faceless fame chaser ascends the stage.
Sinatra from his lips, martini glass in hand.
Chocolate flesh caresses my breast,
saccharine lies said between,
flimsy protection for my weary heart.
Author notes
Most recent poem.
A contest entry
- Look At How Much I've Grown by xxRainbowDawnxx.
850 points, ended January 4, 56 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Softly read, with vivid imagery..
beautiful write, with heartfelt emotion.
Best of luck in the contest.
Angel
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Another person whom has improved their imagery in their poems since they first started. This is such a popular way of being and it shows that you have grown.
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