memory bisque
By JupiterMoon
Wed, 16 May 2012
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memory bisque
the hot glow of metal,
running loose
beyond the window,
brings back holidays:
a kaleidoscopic L.A. freeway,
glinting sun gold and teeth white.
mine to visit,
never mind to hold.
the baked calamity of Faro,
all sparse white barns
and unfinished sentiment.
and the long, low
trumpet moan of Atlanta airport,
sat hunched over a drink.
the Georgia moon my only friend.
this train means motion.
a heart bruised
notion of movement.
or,
an alignment
with hope.
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JM, I thought this was
JM, I thought this was terrific. Fantastic words, well put together to create something magical.
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Brilliant, JM - love the
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Brilliant, JM - love the structure, and there's some killer images. My favourite:
"the baked calamity of Faro,
all sparse white barns
and unfinished sentiment."
Magic xxx
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