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  • 02-12-2007 8:07pm
    #1
    Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 57 ✭✭


    Walking home alone on a surreal Saturday night
    Floating over cracks in the pavement
    Glancng down to the sign of Castle Place
    And praying for the dawn to come

    The springs and the hope of a Friday night
    And a hazy, purple Saturday morning
    Slipping away like a 50s movie house
    In the darkness of the late night

    Poetic music and joy on the streets
    Fists in the air, feet kicking so high
    Scintillation left at home, last night
    With a head full of beer

    Sweet sleep and joyous deep
    In a cathedral in the sand
    The forgotten eternity
    Building a mythical Saigon

    In the darkened deeper blue
    Of a shirt undone too far
    I'm aware of her glittering eyes
    Dancing with forbidden glee

    Lips are yours
    Eyes are mine
    And crying once again.


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  • Closed Accounts Posts: 408 ✭✭shiv


    Flattery wrote: »
    Walking home alone on a surreal Saturday night
    Floating over cracks in the pavement
    Glancng down to the sign of Castle Place
    And praying for the dawn to come

    The springs and the hope of a Friday night
    And a hazy, purple Saturday morning
    Slipping away like a 50s movie house
    In the darkness of the late night

    Poetic music and joy on the streets
    Fists in the air, feet kicking so high
    Scintillation left at home, last night
    With a head full of beer

    Sweet sleep and joyous deep
    In a cathedral in the sand
    The forgotten eternity
    Building a mythical Saigon

    In the darkened deeper blue
    Of a shirt undone too far
    I'm aware of her glittering eyes
    Dancing with forbidden glee

    Lips are yours
    Eyes are mine
    And crying once again.

    why 'so'?
    hi flattery, nice to see you posting again! i really like the first two stanzas and the last one. the middle i'm not so sure about...could you lose it altogether? once again, last verse...stunning :)


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 57 ✭✭Flattery


    Nice to see your name again, Shiv, and good to hear from you!

    I think this is an example of very much not being in control of my material; not overly proud of this at all, but merely posted because I have not in so long. In fact, like you, I only like the last verse and I think it is this one's only redeeming feature. The title is essentially meaningless I think, though obscure enough to try and sound gnomic, as opposed to the vacuous and arbitrary choice it was.

    So, we are feeling rusty on the whole writing front, but just trying to get back into the swing of posting regularly as a way to kick myself back into gear.

    Post soon yourself there, missus!


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 408 ✭✭shiv


    why thank you :)

    Okay, I'm glad you agree with my comments, I wasn't trying to be overly harsh or anything...It's good to see you getting back into the posting regularly swing, it's tough to do, I know! When you stop for a bit you start to feel kind of shy... :o


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