The lantern sways
In nights embrace
Deep flame to flicker
Thoughts to chase
Glasses chink
Laughter sounds
A mans soul bared
Eyes to ground.
The night is sweet
Alcohol to fill
Of ships recall
The tears instill
Memories fall
Like gambling cards
A broken glass
In many shards.
The rainbow died
Within a storm
Colour faded
Emotions torn
The hour late
The music loud
Dockside bar
Begins to cloud.
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nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
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I very much liked this one Norman the short lines and rhyme left the feeling of rocking on the water and the setting seemed appropriate maybe enhanced the situation with drunken swaying. A fave my friend.
most grateful, always appreciated, thanking you
You are most welcome Norman
You always have such good rhythm and rhyme Norman, not to mention your choice of words and descriptions. A very good well rounded poem. I could be there in the bar too.
- Syd 🍄
most kind, thanking you my friend, always very much appreciated
A fine read, Norman, mu friend🙏🕊️
as always much appreciated. thanking you
Most welcome🙏🕊️
Good write N. Did you walk there? No use waiting for a bus! lol.
walked there, crawled home lol
Norman, this really drew me in. There’s a melancholy woven through every stanza, and by the end I could almost hear the music fading into the night. Beautifully done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
thanking you, much appreciated my friend
We have all been in that dockside bar at some stage Norman.
Andy
yes a familiar place to many, thanks and always appreciated
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