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In the Doorway of an Unlit Evening

Updated on July 4, 2017

There are voices that might ask

"Shall we dance" while

you stand outside the pubs.


Cars flicker past like

obscure seraphs and

disappear.


On the streets

the apparition of tongues

kiss my ears.


As some pauper

I am doomed to

celebrate memories

rich as

the colorful screens

in fine theaters.


If I could hope to

catch a glimpse of

Fortune

and hold her in my eyes

while she stands under

the street lamp posts

donning a silver cigarette.


The lights mirrored

in shop windows

glow as the fires at camp


in the photographs

of the dying soldiers

who waited at the banks edge

while the waters licked

their feet like flame.

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      Louise Powles 9 months ago from Norfolk, England

      That's a well written poem. I like the image of the forest you provided too.

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      Finn Liam Cooper 9 months ago from Los Angeles

      thanks for you comments. A piece I wrote probably a bit after my undergraduate years in the 90's. I found the original and was a bit embarrassed and cut it down to this.

      thank you again

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      John Hansen 9 months ago from Queensland Australia

      Very unique and vivid imagery. I like this poem.

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      Venkatachari M 9 months ago from Hyderabad, India

      Glad to see you replying to it without feeling embarrassed. Thanks for it.

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      Finn Liam Cooper 9 months ago from Los Angeles

      i know....good suggestion but i wanted it to be something that wasn't cliche and kind of unique

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      Venkatachari M 9 months ago from Hyderabad, India

      Great poetry. But, I didn't want it to be a silver cigarette. Can't it be a nice magical wand? Otherwise, it is very beautiful and appealing.

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