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One Lonely Night
by Kate DemereeOne Lonely Night
It's Saturday, karaoke night at Kelly's Pub again
He sits wrapped around his drink
As another singer takes the stage
Looks up briefly, noting an angelic face
Not a gal who would ease his soul
Speakers that had assaulted his senses
More than once this night, crackle to life
Seductive, midnight eyes reflect in the mirror
Over the bar, seeming to look into him
As memories smoke dance through his mind
Soft and sultry, yet deep as the sea
Her voice drips bittersweet tears
Into his already full cup, holding him
Willing prisoner, of yesterday
In life's raw wind and rain
In the half-light which follows each act
Accompanied by a mellow hush
She makes her way out
Briefly stopping behind his chair
In seeming acknowledgement
The night that Lady Sang the Blues
04/13/2003 Author's Note: I am reposting this tonight, because tonight... it came true. *soft smile* and I conquered yet another fear. They even invited me back... lol
Posted on 04/13/2003
Copyright © 2024 Kate Demeree
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Melissa Arel on 04/14/03 at 12:56 PM Congrats! |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 04/16/03 at 01:50 PM i recall this one..and the smoky images and the deeply probing mind of the protagonist...and say you've re-evoked it all colorfully, Kate...keep singing! |
| Posted by Vimal Rony on 04/18/03 at 03:57 AM Great piece of writing. |
| Posted by Allan Haslinds on 04/22/03 at 03:02 AM I enjoy poems about concrete real world experiences. This piece is well put together, and fun to immerse oneself in. |
| Posted by Christina Bruno on 04/22/03 at 03:49 AM excellent work *hugs* |
| Posted by Charles J Hannan on 04/24/03 at 06:50 AM great imagery, Kate...congrats!! |
| Posted by James Zealy on 08/02/04 at 05:31 PM Kate, there is something about song, for those that can sing or perform, that releases all the demons, even if it is just for a moment. I hope you continue. |
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