Jennifer Rosario


In The Rearview - Poem by Jennifer Rosario

In the thick of grey
I lingered.
Light,
a jazz bar type of mood.
Blue,
as hard as a low beating bass
I sunk.
Heavy,
in a lover's song.
That sweet rowdy music
blocks every thought—

in the rearview—

In the gold of a closing dusk
I saw.
The sky embraced
hues of liquid purple
and molten pink
fused in puddles of red.

In the weight of a memory
I left.
Gone,
from the yellow streaked sidewalks.
Gone,
from the silver skyline.
Gone,
from the pulse of city streets.
That black stained highway
diminishing
in a sliding sideways sway—

in the rearview.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 9, 2013



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