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A Poem by A.T.B.

The bartender

leaning on the counter

slowly stands up.

He stretches his arms

Trying to touch the ceiling,

arches his back.

His movements spontaneous,

in synch with the lingering

jazz tempo played by the band.

The peaceful blue countertop

is accentuated by the candles

burning in red candle holders.

Candle flames lazily waving

hello

………………………………………………………………………goodbye.

An Amstel beer standing

on a napkin courting a Cosmopolitan.

The shadows of a lonely glass

of red wine and a pack of Marlboro

unwittingly sway to the relentlessly

enticing Latin jazz tempo

that blows and blows and blows … like a god

intermittent breaths of life into souls

dying as the delving night expires.

“Hello,” she says. “Sorry! I’m late.”

She holds me and I burn.

© 2010 A.T.B.


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This is great...I love a surprise ending! Loved...
"Candle flames lazily waving
hello
………………………………………………………………………goodbye."
and
"Latin jazz tempo
that blows and blows and blows … like a god
intermittent breaths of life into souls
dying as the delving night expires."
Brilliant!

Posted 10 Years Ago


In the image it gives me, it makes me picture a lazy but somewhat relaxed mood that could be taken kind of depressingly. Pretty good imagery throughout it, I could see myself picturing basically the entire room. Got a peaceful, lazy atmosphere that it sends off. Not saying that in a bad way by the way.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Very vague, yet with the meaning in between each line, waiting to be discovered. Such lovely flow, such perfect talent. Fantastic job.
~Blessed Be~

Posted 10 Years Ago



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