Isabel Kestner

Rookie (May 6,1974 / Tom's River, NJ)

Long Island Boy - Poem by Isabel Kestner

I see your eyes curl around that woman
like a translucent blue ocean around a
paradise island.

She is a destination you
cannot afford the plane ticket to.

She is just a cubicle
photo of where you cannot go.

I am just a cheap worker at the copy machine.
I am too black and white for you.

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  • (5/3/2010 1:44:00 AM)

    What a striking metaphor you start this poem with; Isabel this is memorable and from the heart. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 3, 2010

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