Wednesday, April 18, 2007

A New wind

A new wind
blows
in
a
cozy
yet stuffy
room
where people
smile
and eyes
droop

New odors
waft in
like an
unwelcome
chemistry
experiment
from
a place
more honest
and real.

The cool breeze
forms fingers
and
motions me
to
come hither
to sunshine,
ciggarette smoke,
and stairs
stained by
urine
of homeless
men.

Like a
cobra
transfixed by
a song
I wander
out
onto the sidewalk
in a half dance
and half embrace
of the world
around me.

6 comments:

San Nakji said...

I like it! Is it yours? (even if it's not, how would I know? Just claim it ;))

Brotha Buck said...

Nice Friar. You're growing, poetically.

Erin said...

I pray that many follow your lead.

Anonymous said...

Very nice! I love how you put this one together. It paints the picture but leaves enough mystery to make you stop and read it again. I love it!

gracie said...

these words make it real - I can almost feel the breeze and sense the aromas.

Brea said...

Nice.

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