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musing in lucidity

by Michele Schottelkorb

breathing the same smoke-filled air

we giggle like school girls

swapping stories of mischievous toddlers

and strong, sound men

 

drink flows and midnight approaches

a boomerang comes back to haunt

digging deeper, baring flesh

we travel down a darkened path

 

stories told, stories lost

rape, incest, violence, addiction

subjects pour forth like a broken dam

spilling tears of regret and perseverance

 

we stare for long pauses

blue orbs swimming in the same pool

and know there is no greater gift

than these moments of transparency

05/16/2004

Author's Note: actual event (last night at andi's)... *post note... thank you, T.A., i agreed with you about the second stanza... wasn't sure how to fix the flow... your ideas were just the thing... so, on this rare occasion, i have "fixed" my poem *smile*... thank you!

Posted on 05/16/2004
Copyright © 2024 Michele Schottelkorb

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/16/04 at 02:22 PM

Couldn't agree more, when the drink flows and in good company, those last two lines sum it up perfectly.

Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 05/16/04 at 06:18 PM

this is really beautiful. refreshingly honest,. i see a klatch of young women waiting in the bathroom line at a dance club.sharing their stories in a crystal water, throwing their wishes like pennies.....

Posted by Max Bouillet on 05/18/04 at 08:44 PM

There is a magic that forms when people share their spirits with each other. This poem captures that magic and shares it with others so that they to can experience the feeling. Excellent words that awaken the soul and stirs the heart.

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 04/27/05 at 12:22 PM

your quill cannot err, with such a subject matter in view. your words are as crisp and delicious as spring.

Posted by Bethany Lee on 01/15/07 at 05:31 AM

ahhh, this makes me miss my bestfriend who lives in Portland, OR, and I, alone, in Florida without her. Oh, the sweet bear-our-naked-souls nights that we used to have...ty for the reminder...

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