A Little Distant, Yet Fully Aware Poem by Not Long Left

A Little Distant, Yet Fully Aware

Rating: 5.0


A modern day Romeo and Juliet
make unfulfilled promises with
dead kisses and blunted words.
Their arched backs thrust towards
the sky. They laugh in silence, and
smile through each other eyes.

Behind them on a battered bench
two skin headed men agitated and
instant, conceal their insecurites with
hard glances and forced frowns.
I see them when they are alone
they shit and cry like you and I.

Beneath me, An old man smiles
a toothless black hole of a smile
his white legs are lined with blue
rippling rivers signifing his end
I am not fooled by his fragility
A tatoo streching with the years invites
me to read his past.

The streets reveal the crimes
of the drunken, blood runs down
minature mountians. I saw it in the paper too.
The witness's in all their cemented stability
confess with differing looks.
Even dusy windows are transparent.
We, the walking wounded plead on sore knees
I see them all, Their eyes are as absorbant
of those of a child

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
***** ********* 28 June 2006

This poem had me in a quandary Vincent, the imagery of the lovers in the 1st verse seemed odd, with backs arching towards the sky they would be looking downward, so towards the earth? There are some stark and truly observed images throughout the poem, but from my point of view, making Romeo and Juliet as blackened as you consider humanity, seems taking away all hope. Which is not something I consider a good thing. After all love equates to R & J and love is what we need more than anything in this world, wouldn't you say? I loved the awareness in the verse about the old man. Age does not absolve us from sin, only we can forgive ourselves for that. Age is no shelter at all from what I have experienced and seen. All we can do is forgive ourselves and try to be better people in each and every new day. A very thought provoking poem Vincent. Thanks for sharing it. Smiling at you, Tai

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Francesca Johnson 28 June 2006

What can I say? Your picturesque language and underlying morals make your poems compulsive reading. You are able to see beyond the superficial and draw the reader's attention to something much, much deeper. Absorbant eyes? You have these. Love, Fran xx

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