Wednesday, September 26, 2012

If You’re Lucky

If You’re Lucky

The unrelenting clarity
of a brick wall, of a concrete
floor ringed with paint where
a can has been set down and lifted,
as a steamy, dripping coffee cup
marks the wood of the table.
A pool with a deep end only,
marble walls, no lights
A shore to cap up the ocean,
brakes and a handsy guardrail.


  1. "the unrelenting clarity of a brick wall" is a great line that can be used in many contexts.

  2. I consider myself lucky then : )
    And I swam in a pool with only deep end, really!! Happy Wednesday this little poem of yours.


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