Evanescence

Moments

 

I'm riding the tail of a comet 

watching the sparks of something else

glitter into the neither of ether

pondering Venus and a waxing crescent at sundown

 

there is a mockingbird in the elm

an old cat snapping her tail 

crouching behind a misty window 

it's cold , november cold  

clear , sharp

    and I hear another siren wail

 

I hold my breath

and sink into the night

remembering your kiss

                on a night like this  ...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Reviews

[Lilly Negoi]

many of your poems have a highly descriptive quality, and this one belongs to that category. the way you set up the stage to make the reader get a glimpse of "a night like this" from the past is a literal painting. and you are so damn good with the brush...

[Siddhartha]

It's ethereal Robin and may I add haunting...

[Nobody.]

this one makes me ache like an old bit of Delta blues. it crawls inside, and refuses to leave. another brilliant work, dude.

[roarke]

the scene is set, the flint is sparked, and you can't stop the reminisce even if you wanted to. A starry accent to a kiss' elan.

[Another Relic]

This speaks to me of love and the fear of losing it. You images and symbols are always clever and top-notch. Hope my interpretation is a valid one.

[Emily B]

amazing . . .