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Summers no end
by Sam Roberts
Torrential rain, dusting our quarters clean
In a summer that has no end
Heads fall into bare knees
And Solitude stalks the water
Burnt well -seared
Our raspberries drain grey mould to our lips
(Appeared)
To wash black and white
The cava felt empty tonight, empty on my mouth.
this light doesnt last here
Reflections only shine for so long.
08/18/2004 Posted on 08/18/2004
Copyright © 2024 Sam Roberts
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 08/18/04 at 02:03 AM Reflections only last for so long.... that was an exceptionally good choice for a last line. It almost seems to haunt the reader. The images are dirty and vivid at the same time. Excellent read. |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 08/18/04 at 04:05 AM 'Reflections only shine for so long.'...yes, so long and so far, its not replaced by some other impression/association.The life just cannot survive on these reflections.It demands more.
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| Posted by Thomas K. Hunt on 08/21/04 at 08:46 PM Excellent read Sam, .....very thought provoking |
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