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curbside dali
Contributed by
followfast
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Wednesday, 25th April 2012 @ 03:24:38 PM in AEST
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Sitting under the lamplight at midnight,
I break the mortared silence with the strike of a match.
I have a pocket full of camels and a sky filled with
large elephant like raindrops which fall slowly through
an asylum of orange lamplight resting over me.
i watch them descend downward to walk about me
crooked and cumbersome,
like some Dali portrait upon the pavement.
they breath and pause for a moment to
stoop in their long legged prose.
gathering to reflect in a puddle on the corner,
by someones words i had heard earlier that morning.
In the leaves i will put them i think.
Maybe the passing wind will do me this favor
and carry them off, leaving no sense of direction or guilt.
but like a good subject i sit very still for my portrait.
to sail with lock and key through the shadowy
chambers of solitude, waiting their holding
night by the wrist I sit curbside.
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Re: curbside dali
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by doug on
Monday, 30th April 2012 @ 03:36:23 PM AEST
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| You have an interesting mind. I love night and rain and lamplight ... and that's why I love this poem. I used to love smoking camels during said rainy nights but had to quit. Like a long lost love.. I do miss them so. lol. Great writing , truly , doug |
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