Ivona Sophia


Everywhere In The World - Poem by Ivona Sophia

everywhere in the world there are motels
with empty parking lots
waiting for couples
temporarily in love
without useless baggage.

in the nameless rooms,
everywhere the same,
they tame their bodies
still wild,
still hungry.

they mark territories
with wet towels,
fingerprints on empty bottles,
drops of sweat
on the pillows.

they fasten buttons, belts, buckles,
fix their hair,
burn lips with
the last kiss.

they go back to their houses
with the
cat and dog
and fireplace,
extinguished
long ago.


Comments about Everywhere In The World by Ivona Sophia

  • Rookie ***** ***** (5/9/2005 8:36:00 PM)

    Anonymity excites the stale heart... Sxx (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 396 Points Uriah Hamilton (4/28/2005 12:56:00 PM)

    I enjoyed this one as well. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Ulrike Gerbig (4/27/2005 11:58:00 PM)

    this is a very good poem.

    ulrike (Report) Reply

  • Rookie maggie signaigo (4/27/2005 10:31:00 PM)

    ivona...hello...i love poetry that brings back memories...thanks for that...you have certainly succeeded in capturing in words the emotions and activities surrounding such a rendevous...input? ...hmmm...well maybe shorten some of the lines but that would be purely out of asthetics, otherwise leave it alone...keep writing and thanks for sharing this one! ...maggie (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Craig Hadden (4/27/2005 10:13:00 PM)

    You have more than what it takes to be a poet; you are one. There is something to be said for being spare. The following poem by William Carlos Williams is a good example:

    The Red Wheelbarrow

    so much depends
    upon

    a red wheel
    barrow

    glazed with rain
    water

    beside the white
    chickens.

    I would not advise you to develop a thing. Your poem is beautiful just the way it is. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,367 Points john tiong chunghoo (4/27/2005 9:57:00 AM)

    i quite love this. you have what it takes to be a poet but it has to be developed. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 27, 2005



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