at the train station
by Uriel Tovar
we connected on a passing sorrow
you with a sad look
and i, a coke can
clamoring down a trash bin.
for a second
and wild berries
thick and heavy freshness
but the moment
further than i'll every reach again.
Posted on 09/24/2009
Copyright © 2020 Uriel Tovar
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by George Hoerner on 09/24/09 at 09:20 PM|
I like they write Uriel, it fresh and elusive and fleeting as these moments can be all to often.
|Posted by Anne Engelen on 09/26/09 at 03:14 AM|
Anything "Chocolate and wild berries" is never meant to last. Way too yummy for that :)
|Posted by Paul Lastovica on 09/26/09 at 11:48 AM|
to love things while they last =)
|Posted by D. James McKee on 02/10/10 at 03:52 PM|
Sigh... a lovely, superbly wistful, piece of art. You have captured a moment in the palm of your hand, and held it up for all to see. Definitely the highlight of my morning, thank-you for an excellent write!
This goes straight to my favourites list!
|Posted by Shannon McEwen on 03/18/10 at 02:56 AM|
wow Uriel, why I haven`t read this before! This is fantastic, a brief moment, captured perfectly.
|Posted by E. A. Pugh on 02/11/11 at 05:18 AM|
The above coments I find agreeable But the truth is your poem and the one titled "hello" really speak to my sweet tooth. we have found common gound. write on!