James Marshall Goff Poet Free verse

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 'bout my parked car left overnite in an "upscale" neighborhood in my city, truly enjoying his surroundings....while feeling his age...and the coming reality of daybreak....jimbo

Victorian Vapor Dreams

Tires hurt,

 leaning left
 far too long-

Rubbed raw…

A few feet away, fist-sized clouds of
Tiny Scarlet Trempeleau Butterflies paused-

Sipping nectar glistening like jewels from
Morning drops of dew, clinging to the running

Strands of Wild Pea Bush, with only daybreak in 
The distance…

These beasts outside my window,
Hazy under Old London Street Lamps-

Silently glooming in middle night, awaiting call to arms
Of rush-hour traffic...
wishing one never to come-

                   the other

                         ……to never end


11/14/11
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Elizabeth Wesley December 2, 2011 at 8:05 AM Such a treat to pause and see the magic of butterflies sipping the dew. A view like this makes rush hour bearable. So lovely my friend!

Don Johnson November 30, 2011 at 7:30 PM As Carolyn say the subtle imagery is great, no bloody debate, keep writing mate, Don

Poet Destroyer A November 24, 2011 at 12:47 AM JAMES, ;-) stopping by to wish you and everyone a happy THANKSGIVING! ENJOYED YOUR POEM,, `" Have yourself a wonderful and lovely holiday. God Bless,.. p.d.

Carolyn Devonshire November 21, 2011 at 12:49 PM Dear Jimbo, I love your description of the outdoors -- awesome imagery. Also enjoyed the image of the old-fashioned street lamps. When we're dreaming, we often leave behind the frenzy of traffic and other activities that plague us during the day. Awesome contrast between the peaceful sleep and the expectation of another harried day. Happy Thanksgiving, my friend. Love, Carolyn

Sarah Seraphin November 14, 2011 at 6:02 PM * “Makes One Wish to But Hug & Then Kiss * Something & Or Someone * My Dear Gifted & Precious James * Loved Amid The Priceless * Love Can Be As A Bursting Inside * When Everything Becomes Even More Beautiful * To Peel Away A Day Yet Only to Find * A Gift Upon A Gift * Very Beautiful My Friend * Luv Always * Sarah.” *

Vince Suzadail Jr. November 14, 2011 at 4:48 PM Brash difference in the peaceful surroundings and the rush hour traffic. I liked this one. Vince