Bar Movement Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Bar Movement



Men and women sitting around a bar,
neon lights glaring overhead.

From an outside vantage point, seeing
lips moving, forming unheard words
through the glass.

Body language gently open, cautious,
yet adaptive.

Communication being carried on with a
slur of vodka or rum and coke.

Wednesday, April 30, 2014
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