A heavy evening hung,
hung in Euston Square.
A dull and heavy evening.a February affair.
Grey and black overcoats
sailed with little heed.
Grey and black and grey again,
overcoats, gaining speed.
In grey and black pentagons,
the sky was wrapped up well.
Yet in all the dullness there,
Lightbulbs cast a spell:
Cheerful chains of lightbulbs
like dewdrops on a branch,
hung above his head and asked,"Ever seen words dance?"
He sipped his coffee and said, "No!"
"That of course cannot be!".
He blinked and saw indeed it's true,
His words he could see!
In tufts of mist his breath did prance,
Every tuft did waves advance,
And every word was plain in glance,
Below the bulbs his voice did dance:
He softly laughed, it fanned apart;
He said "Go!", and saw it flow;
Screamed a "Hey!", it did a sway!
He smiled and the mist shied away :)
Among long overcoats he found
A silver cast to mould his sound,
Under lightbulbs on a barren tree,
Speech as silver as can be.
11 comments:
Hoot! Hoot! Woohoo! Amazing Suzie..U MUST publish ur poems..they are really good..and I really like your drawings as well! :)
Loved, loved, loved the words, the thought and the rhythm. Loved the Art work.
I have so much regard for you Sujaan, Quite a piece of work you be!
Another nice one coming from you. Keep this going. :)
thanks guys :)but do tell me which lines you like or not like... :) coz some expressions are pretty experimental...
@beanzie, get me a publisher :) or better, you publish me :P
@reema, :) so do i for you
@shaz... :) apka blog bhi padha recently :)
I can't think of a better way to describe a wintry, misty evening conversation and I would have never thought that the mist from my breath could be carrying my words :) Having complimented your idea and also mentioning that I like the rhythm, my favourites lines would be: "a February affair"and "A silver cast to mould his sound". Tres bien :)
i thought maybe a change..but when i thought of it and read it more..there was nothing about the poem that I can criticize....except the nose of the guy is too sharp...couldnt help noticing... ;o)
what a beautiful beautiful thought!
absolutely love the poem and the illustration.
it's like i can see you speak and see your words being carried away.
lovely lovely post :)
Its lovely... Very nice idea. I loved the rhythm of these lines...
"He softly laughed, it fanned apart;
He said "Go!", and saw it flow;
Screamed a "Hey!", it did a sway!
He smiled and the mist shied away :)"
And every word was plain in glance,
Below the bulbs his voice did dance:
He softly laughed, it fanned apart;
He said "Go!", and saw it flow;
Screamed a "Hey!", it did a sway!
He smiled and the mist shied away :)
a lovely poem......loved these lines....nd the drawing is just apt for the words to make them dance...
And every word was plain in glance,
Below the bulbs his voice did dance:
He softly laughed, it fanned apart;
He said "Go!", and saw it flow;
Screamed a "Hey!", it did a sway!
He smiled and the mist shied away :)
loved these lines.....a nice and sweet poem.....and an apt drawing for the words to dance.....
as always ...
great !
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