Rae Desmond Jones

Rookie (11 August 1941 / Broken Hill, New South Wales, Australia)

Shot - Poem by Rae Desmond Jones

two girls sit side by side
in the coffee lounge at a table
cluttered with glasses streaked
with ice cream & rimmed with lipstick bows.

the girl with blue spectacles laughs then
looks away as the freckled blonde smiles & produces
a black & chrome mobile phone as
sleek as a mortician’s van.

i watch & listen to piped music
sad songs (you sing too much …

she opens the phone raises it
focuses blinks & clicks capturing
my soul.

I see myself in a diamond of light,
an old man sitting alone
with a piece of broken biscuit caught
between his teeth

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 16, 2010

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