he lifted his glass
allowing the champagne to fall
either side of his life
giving in to the stares and waist-lines of dark haired angels.
and the moon touched his lips
the way we had
many times that night
in between the folds and whispers
she stood
and I sat ~
realizing
there was one too many
Author notes
prompt ~ 3
A contest entry
- It's My 3rd Year Anniversary. by Poetryintheblood.
590 points, ended January 26, 2009, 7 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Beautifully written...
I love the soft feeling's within this penning.
Wonderful poem with splendid imagery
Be blessed in all you ever do.
Tony -
Thank you for your beautiful entry, good luck in my contest, Josie
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Very good, nice to see the humorous side of you come through.
Wonderful....Best wishes in the contest
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Wow, now this is a 3 poem if ever I saw one, this made me smile in a big way, I love your sutbtley here. Best to you in the contest sis
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