Breathe Deep

Keith

Empty glasses

Two chairs
One table
No sound - no words
Just dust
That once was
Part of a person
Who passed this way.
A waiter pauses,
Wipes away the life
That sat here
That once watched
And who too waited-
Then thought and wrote.
All now past tense.
Breathe now...
Breathe deep.
Catch the butterfly syllables
While you can
And drink in

What another let loose
Into this fragile space.

  • Author: Keith (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 14th, 2022 05:50
  • Comment from author about the poem: For all those places where writers, thinkers, poets, lovers have sat and mused....
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 20
  • Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek
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Comments3

  • L. B. Mek

    Brilliant!

    • Keith

      Well thank you!

    • Rozina

      I love the image I see from your lines. Really good.

      • Keith

        Kind of you to say so and to take the time to reply.

      • SriVi

        The poem creates an amazing visual. A feeling of connectedness with the ones who sat there with those glasses....

        • Keith

          I am glad it connected with you. Many thanks for taking the time to leave a comment - much appreciated, SiVi .



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