'Of Sights and Scents' A Poem by David Hart
A distinguished pair of spectacles,
selfless and serene,
doze snuggly atop a
Proud bureau of
drawers.
A placid fireplace
yawns and winks
As giggling embers
tango on tiptoes with
Lilliputian logs,
haughtily cackling
a cacaphonous tune.
Outside a stoic mist
galumphs betwixt gregarious
shrubs and egotistical stars
Dewy eyed and squinting,
windows, aching and arched,
peep out-
Out to the blaring beams
from a crochety moon afar
A pensive pair of spectacles
ruminates on sights
Carefully seen-
Of frugal birds and
courteous walkways
And terraces splendid and keen
Now a scent of myrrh
caresses the room
A pillow of mist
blushing, blows kisses
to
A muzzy moon
dhart2002USA (this version published in the Taj Mahal Review Dec
2003)
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