eyeliner on bar napkins

inspired by the old days I find myself writing down poetry in a bar ...

pressing against the dark

slivers of light
press against
my mind of dark
as I push against
your body and feel
your tug and sway --
the warm trickles
in no matter how
we try to keep it at bay
tell me you want me to stay
let it in baby,
at least for today .

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                           (an almost) past senryu

the past knocks loudly
demanding an audience
first refusal right
                             is mine.

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Unintentional cruelty cuts deeper than intended
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the dress
Wouldn't you like to know
what I did with that dress?
something like what you did
to our vows.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- poor dude ...

all these years later
poor dude
with the curly blonde
metal god wanna be hair --
I wouldn't have given you
a second glance in 1982 --
what makes you think
all these years later
that's something
I would suddenly
be into?

Reviews

[ron]

This reminds me of how I felt about a girl I loved in high school that contacted me years later.
Very well written.

[Lyn Anderson]

Thank you. Having trouble leaving meaningful reviews and comments from phone.

[ron]

Your very welcome.
I know what you mean.

[Delmar Cooper]

People have these epiphanies at the worst times for recording. Bar napkins and eyeliner, well that was a blessing wasn't it? Fred Flintstone would have to have an elephantine memory to ever record a poem, all that chisel work. Most of us just have to sigh and remember we once had a good thought - about something.

[Nusquam Esse]

I really like the variety in styles you got here; it really does feel like the sort of idle scribblings you would put on a napkin! (but with some tactful revisions). This is particularly good because of the choices you made in formatting, if it was all the same font, and aligned to the left, I doubt this would have been such a 'jazzy' read. I particularly got a chuckle from the last bit. My first piece of poetry (outside of lame school assignments) was something I wrote on a napkin; I ended up throwing it into my closet, without really thinking anything of it. A couple years later, I dug around and found it; and decided that it wasn't half bad; especially for a first attempt--name of this poem in question is mono no aware.

[Lyn Anderson]

Thanks. I actually write them that way, in different styles and on different angles, I don't know why, always have. It became a habit a long time ago. I used to split them all up, but I have kept a few of them together here on the cafe' and they were generally well received.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i just like all of these jotted down memories....especially the senryu..

i used to write a lot of poems when i was working in the restaurant...and those napkins got saved in books, and later became finished poems.
i relate to this..

and love the samplings.

[Lyn Anderson]

thanks so much. Ever since I started revisiting this thing I always did in the old days, it makes me feel connected, like returning to my roots ...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

it's so different now....when i started writing poetry in 1970---i filled up ten little notebooks with poems...all written by pen...now we have keyboards, cut and paste, words on a screen...now i even miss the electric typewriter i used to use...are we farther away from the words now?
feels like a strained relationship!

[Lyn Anderson]

You are right. I still have a callous on my writing finger, but it isn't nearly as hard as it used to be ...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i have one on my heart...i'd like to move it to my finger...:)))

[Sami Khalil]

I felt the tug and sway of your memories in this marvelous write. At a second glance, you are becoming. Excellent...:)............

[Lyn Anderson]

That's sweet. I have grown here, despite it's warts, the cafe' has its good points.

[Sami Khalil]

Yep. You are welcome...:)..................

[Matching Socks]

Haha!! Love it! I have a few bar inspired poems and more to come in progress.
There's so much good material there! But you have raised the 'bar' with this.

Pleasure to read, how about a drink instead?

[Lyn Anderson]

Thanks. I used to do this all the time and drive my friends nuts. My current friends, having never before experienced such a thing, were mildly entertained.

[Matching Socks]

I'm mildly entertained too. :)

[Lyn Anderson]

ha ha I like you my new friend.