In A Cheap Hotel Room in Paris.

 

In a cheap hotel room in Paris, I see the horns of the Notre Dame

as the flame of the evening sky, lights my cigarette.

I sit down

at my typewriter with the ghosts of history over my shoulder

and turn my nose to the scent of my words. The smell nauseates

my senses, so I get up and make love to an ancient saint, upon the

bed made from a nest of stars.

          The many moons of Mary watch over us and

cover us in the milk of midnight.

 

       O Paris!

Your wind howls like a virgin sea.

 

                 I once again sit down at my typewriter---

   my fingers like waves in search of the tide.

         

                    And like a drunken saint, await the storms of the sky.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked the poem. You create place, thoughts and amazing locations. The poem had the feel of the ancient writers. You made the reader believe and feel the words written.
"O Paris!
Your wind howls like a virgin sea.
I once again sit down at my typewriter---
my fingers like waves in search of the tide.
And like a drunken saint, await the storms of the sky."
I loved the above lines. I did a few Paris trips once. I liked the feel of the old city. Thank you Danny for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Casey Truax]

What a scene! Mankind and nature, pagan and Abrahamic belief all swirl together in a lurid storm of creativity.

[Haley]

Such a great little story in a poem. This prose is beautifully done and always want to read more.

[Betty Hermelee]

I love Paris and I love your poem, such incredible imagery.. my favorite line:" My fingers like waves in search of the tide".....a struggling poet, who gets the right recipe. Very well done!
Best, Betty

[Sharon L.H. Kelly]

"As the flame of the evening sky lights my cigarette."
Such vivid images in this work! I can feel the struggle of the writer. Well done!

[Neville]

.... a compelling bit o prose sir and muchly enjoyed ... however, might I respectfully suggest you keep an eye on what they slip into ya pint in future though ..

All Good Things,

Neville

[Patricia]

There are cheap hotel rooms in Paris? :) this is a great piece of poetry. Vivid.... sorry got lost in the imagery. Love it

[Audie G. Couch]

Excellent write. Creative, detailed, and deep.
Great poem. =-)

[Just Kim]

Love the imagery and detail in this write, so very nicely written