Midnight Scribblings

"Good cheese and poets are always good friends"

Was it my imagination?

I thought I wrote you a letter,

Giving you my street address

In downtown Vienna, just a hop, skip, and jump

Away from the Blue Orange Coffee & Bagel.

Last night I could not sleep

And the light hurt my moist eyes,

But the happy moonlight helped,

So I scribbled a picture of my front door

Where I’d hope you would knock one day -

I even put old Gustav on the outside

While I played chess in the park - just in case,

But you never came.

I guess my ordinary, cheddar-cheese-twice-a-week-only life,

Did not match up to your camembert, brie and white stilton style.

If you ever get to the last page of your American dream,

And you've not forgotten me yet,

Come look for me, and you'll find me, 

baking chocolate brownies with Gustav,

Playing chess in the park,

Or scribbling love letters under the oak

To the one I’ve never had.

Reviews

[Nisreen]

Well .... two joys that one could never get enough of

Cheese and writting

and if that sketch is yours
then drawing

and in a instant one becomes the richest person alive :)

[Matching Socks]

A lovely poem SV.

I liked this line:

"If you ever get to the last page of your American dream,
And you've not forgotten me yet,"

Sometimes it's better to forget those people of days ago but only your heart knows if she is worth it.
But all have that "someone" don't we?

I would like to read your porcupine poem, sincerely. If you do get around to writing it then please let me know.

[Coyote Poetry]

A very nice letter.
"Come look for me, and you'll find me,
baking chocolate brownies with Gustav,
Playing chess in the park,
Or scribbling love letters under the oak
To the one I’ve never had."
The above lines I liked. I miss the days of chess games, coffee and long conversation. I like the places and thoughts in the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[SleeplessVolcano]

thanks John.....it is a strange, but good feeling, when remembering also brings healing, and solace.

These are mere ramblings.....I should sit down with a pen and paper and apply my mind to write "intellectually"......only then will I call my own poetry, "outstanding".....but thanks for the glowing review....

[Coyote Poetry]

Very good rambling and you are welcome.

[Einstein Noodle]

awwwwwwwww ... love sickness of the common man :( love the images and scents of cheeses ..a fine drawing (surely you penciled it) ... my big question is who is Gustav?? :) perhaps you have a short story or ..a long one in mind!? i enjoyed your poem ..it has a universal relate to it ...and an almost obvious lack of meanness ...which we do know happens in these sad stories of love and loss .. nice job says i!
E.

[SleeplessVolcano]

Ahhhh...Gustav......I am ashamed to admit this, and this may be a macabre thought, but I'm like one of those men who would not last long if my better half passes away before me....so to maintain domestic chaos, and ensure that I eat three times a day and take all the right colored M & M's the Good Doctors prescribed, Gustav is the embodiment of domestic order and sustained life.....I guess...

I will take your suggestions on board for a short story or a novel....the most delightful stirrings has taken place in my soul recently.....I do not "receive" mere poems anymore....but stories too.....:) Know that feeling?

Thanks for popping by and bringing a smile to my face...:)

[Einstein Noodle]

ah too cool ..will read again ;) and ....no i am afraid that prose would perhaps be the closest thing to my wondering down the path towards short stories etc. ... if you are "receiving them" you better write them down sir! one never knows what may come about :)
E.