Free Cee At the Neon of Night

AT THE NEON OF NIGHT

That night closed when the café did
With all the secrets a star once hid
There was the whisper of a woman’s woe
And a man with nowhere else to go

Two souls shunning the same shadow
One mystery hidden in the mist and midst of misery
Two who sat upon opposite stools toasting the sunshine……….
While fearing the moon
An orb with the ferocity of fangs that grow fearsome as they devour the
     noon
And regret is urged all too soon…….
The neon wept for two souls lost
Upon whose hearts was embossed the emblem of empathy
And strength summoned by sympathy
Until one weakens from weariness 
and following errant  rainbows
While wishing on stars too long dead
A shine and shrine shrouded shamelessly in dread
As the soul of sublimation summarily bled
When time sped by with seconds spent in seclusion
And hours harbored in the hollow halls of hopelessness
Wherein horror speaks of its own adulation
And betrayal is betrothed by beauty

You spilled some bear as I drew near
And fear festered within my stare of stagnation
with your self-righteous indignation
You were the you I feared you would be
And I, alas, was only me
No match for beauty, guile and glee
Since I was only me

The barkeep was taken by your sea-green eyes, 
As I was forsaken by stars bleeding from the abdomen
And a miserly moon who made madness seem minus its usual impact
Your eyes……….
With a luminescent shade seldom seen in the seediness of a small café
a café that gave way to neediness neglected
and desire lost the battle that led to victimization rejected
after laughter, libation and languid conversation
small talk that seemed big at a small café
and incinerated the fate that would otherwise force me to my knees
beside a bar
A woman whom I would…………
with blessed determination and clenched teeth, keep afar
a lady who lingers in a landscape of roses and retribution
And although I was just me
this me knew to flee………….

The neon closed its eyes that night
As I went left and you went right
Fortune’s face was then revealed
When I avidly avoided what a woman of woe would yield
    © 2012….copyright PHREEPOETREE ....~free cee!~
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Culverhouse Avatar
September 1, 2012 at 5:40 PM
enjoyed reading your work.....celadon eyes r mine....
O'Leary Avatar
September 1, 2012 at 3:49 PM
Super poem... very nice... Terry
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