Poetry

Laiku

Sincerely I Love You
Especially Now
Xylophones, Violins Play

By David L Nelson
(C) 1988 All Rights Reserved

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S.N.C.F. (Société National de Chemin de Fer)
Ringless fingers
scratch nose
rub sore eyes.

Hours of FrozenTrees
Scream passed window seat
Misty tracks ahead
you are missing to me

close to station
Dive hotel, windows open
bedding slumped over sills
Cleaning lady
light blue smock
5’2″ 190lbs
salt & pepper hair, bun
should be enjoying those golden years
beating dust
Spanish mattresses
unmade.
Linen business suits
Armani
black, stylish
whose spouses
know
and ignore

I almost wished I hadn’t quit smoking.

Two day old
chewy bread loaf
stinky German cheese
bitter-sweet French cocoa
are no substitute

Hours of FrozenTrees
Sleep passed window seat
tuhthunkadunk paaauuse tuhthunkadunk paaauuse tuhthunkadunk paaauuse tuhthunkadunk paaauuse
tuhthunkadunk paaauuse tuhthunkadunk paaauuse tuhthunkadunk paaauuse tuhthunkadunk paaauuse

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The Time Chain


“Between two Breaths,” you said . . .
smell Spring,
bee sound,
gentle breeze through headstones
barefoot running in grass,
jumping markers.
At last stretched out,
fingers gliding down pollen covered noses,
“Between two Breaths, you said, now is Freedom.”
Kissing,
compensates thirst.
itchy blanket,
wool n laughter.
Time crept up
enfettered us.
“Between two Breaths, you said, now is Freedom.”
Through pane,
dirty glass
grey clouds,
obscured gate twelve.
Couldn’t I have stayed.
The woman next to me
cried from Frankfurt to Fort Worth.
“Between two Breaths, you said, now is Freedom.”

By David L Nelson
P.O. Box 151558
San Diego, CA 92175
(858) 452 4500
David@FrightBox.com
www.FrightBox.com

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