Archive for December, 2016

Through The Coffee Shop Window

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , on December 2, 2016 by dc

The last sentence you thought
Rains heavily,

A dark cloud swells and envelops
The conversations in your mind;

A shooting star is not enough,
The glittering sky is a waste,

Even the full moon’s glow is lost
In tumbling words,

No shape or real reason
Just a cascade of breathing,

Teething children dribbling sounds
And the gush of gutters

Beating down.

All around you there is chatter
A swell of matter interacting,

Attracting sparks,
Laughing and cackling,

It’s the last thing that you need.