Not About YouA Poem by Leslie PhilibertFor W.
Not about the way
you spread your fingers across your mouth playing shocked,then laughing. Not even about your hair, straw-gold, that moves across your forehard, a mantle for northern paleness. (Some lines will now be intentionally deleted, due to the respect of anonymity). Don`t talk about the code words, the putting of rings beside soapy dishes, eyes tired as days wind down. Speak not of tea cups rattling, as you carefully sort china, steam rising for tea. Forget the shutters falling with a bang, the cold east wind thwarted, light shining through curtains, almost candelic. This is not about you, just the slight perception of a dweller, a shadow, my looking.
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Added on March 27, 2012Last Updated on March 27, 2012 AuthorLeslie PhilibertBavaria, GermanyAboutI`m not important. I just want to write a couple of good poems. Just read what I write. That`s enough. more..Writing
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