Fizzle of coke

Fizzle of coke

A Poem by Moonie
"

~Rebellion sounds like soda fizz~

"
There is a fizzle of coke in his eyes,
gold-brown, and minute in size.
Here, sweet watercolor reticence hides,
and rainbow shampoo bubbles run wild.
I see sadness, evaporating in a moth ball puff,
wisdom of poets, and Wilde's witty stuff.
Here, fondant sleep-stirring stars shine,
and broken wishes stand, aligned.
Here, rest his sherbet lemon lies.
Here are crammed his handsome smiles--
Ironed, folded-up, and stacked away,
on the wooden bookshelves of yesterday...
Like tea leaves, his fears have settled in the depths
of some silly childhood moment, still kept.
I hear the rumble of lava lamp retorts stuck,
echos of trains and toy trucks,
the tinkle of stories told over tea
jelly bean jokes and memories of me...

© 2017 Moonie


Author's Note

Moonie
This one is quite an old poem, that I finished recently. It was unpublished and hidden here for a long time, but now it seems whole and worthy of being published on here...

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MFD,

jump in to the nature , it will provide more and more

Appreciate the audacity of the poet/poetess inside the poem and I do state that only other such one can only really feel it,
exclusive it seems................

thanks for instigating,( from a a creature of same feathers)


carry on....
mp

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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It seems this poem might be about a mother looking at her adult son and seeing him through the years...with shampoo on his hair in the tub as a tot and with laughter as an adult as he reminisces with her. There is a lot of love in between the lines and a bit of poignancy as well. So very lovely. Lydi**

Posted 7 Years Ago


It's as though you were flying your words like a kite. You have much control in your pen. Nicely done Moon.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Moonie

6 Years Ago

Thank you so much, Relic..and i am sorry for replying so late...
Ahhh love this
Words escape me it's glorious

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Moonie

6 Years Ago

Thank you so much, Julie!
Honest tone and realistic feel in your words dear friend.
"I see sadness, evaporating in a moth ball puff,
wisdom of poets, and Wilde's witty stuff.
Here, fondant sleep-stirring stars shine,
and broken wishes stand, aligned."
The above lines stood out to me. What we see when we really look can stir the heart. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 7 Years Ago


how very interesting Moonie! love the language which is at once a child's imagination and the heart strings of an adult ... so many things seem to go between the lines .. well done says i .. captivating to experience
E.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Moonie

7 Years Ago

Thank you so much for the review, E!!
So much dwelling in this sea of your words. I could see you painting colors and flavors of life, the past, childhood glimpses, those memories that seem so vivid though they're becoming mist of the mind. Extravagant world, dear poet.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Moonie

7 Years Ago

Thank you so much for such a stellar review! I appreciate it greatly!
An owl on the moon

7 Years Ago

Ah, just glad you still shine your light here. :)

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Added on June 8, 2017
Last Updated on October 26, 2017
Tags: Coke, caffeine, him, love, poem, Oscar Wilde, dreams, beauty

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