The RetroLounge Daily Poem Thread (Tue 2/26/2008)

[RetroLounge]

33rd & Kirkham

At the edge of the bed, at the edge of darkness
and the tempo of your breathing next to me,
a prelude begins, each watery note written in light.

Too soon, the air will brighten, and the light
will secure this room, will stipple the tide
etching rocks in the distance. Along the avenues,

the fog will begin to lift, the birds will scatter
from the hedges while the heart remains still
with doubt. And when you open your eyes,

at the end of your journey back to this world,
when you clasp my hand darkly in yours,
the cool palm's lines coarsely against my own,

the song will lie quietly in our throats.
And the light will resurrect our features, will ferry
the smile from our dreams while reminding us

that anything in this world is possible, that nothing is. . . .
The heart, silly in my chest, keeps discordant time.
Each and every minute fades to memory in such light.

C. Dale Young

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:hi:

RL

[lizziegrace]

1. Beautiful

just beautiful. :hug:

"And when you open your eyes,
at the end of your journey back to this world..."

[NMDemDist2]

2. happier

thanks

:hi:

[xchrom]

3. i need to have a cup of coffee before my hand slips coarsely into yours.

[RetroLounge]

6. Mmmmm

Coffee and hand holding...

:hi:

RL

[CaliforniaPeggy]

4. My dear Retro!

Wow, how beautiful!

Every line sings...

Thank you...

:hug:

[BlueIris]

5. Awww. I'm thinking of skipping my poem thread today, so this will have to hold us.

Good thing it's a nice one!