Posts tagged ‘Meeting’

March 3, 2014

Josh Hartnett at Nick and Eddie’s

Dark dingy back room parlor

Josh Hartnett served simply

My roommate sat farther

She talked- speaking briskly

 

He seldom leaned over

Pouring glasses for the tipsy

She became lucid sober

‘Twas her eyes made her frisky

 

She couldn’t believe I ordered

Stepped up to get closer

He splashed me some whiskey

I lean on the bar, and into my shoulder

 

I thought as I watched

Amber drops hit the glass

He looked at me

This was just a passing chance

 

On those about town

On those we see around.

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January 19, 2014

Prologue; Traveling Through to Poland

This was a surprise Spring day in Minneapolis

Last week it was bad.

 

She said she wish she could come back in the summer

We said we stay for that.

 

Constant building of Culture

Constant trading of small facts.

 

Loving those for who they are

For being brave

For not putting on an act

Whilst gaining knowledge from that.

December 8, 2013

She (We Met Up Again Tonight)

In tight black jeans that fit me perfectly;

White pills distract with connect the dots.

 

Downtown pale steam-filled air hangs overhead;

Presently cold defines hot.

 

-3 PBR’s and 2 American Spirits später.

 

I wait for my girl to get back home.

 

Suddenly, standing patient at The Light Rail station:

-Seems like ages,

-So many changes.

Our ears and lips occupied our phones.

 

Sit seat to the airport in heat, up, afoot, breath absorbed, as I walk forward thru open doors all alone.

-One step at a time in leather boots brown.

-Hurriedly getting aboard.

 

Looking around, there’s not much for people tonight.

A Monday, a frigid display of days to come, an opposite glance of the summer moments we’ve come to love.

-Ubiquitous dim light.

 

This ding-ding-ding sound as the dated capsule closes, and lurches forward.

 

Exploring diverse sorts,

Touching tender sores to feel more,

Rich to poor-it matters not anymore.

-Much amore.

 

Thoughts race:

Will she be late?

Will she forget the date?

Has she run off to explore?

 

Peace to war,

Snooze to bore,

We meet open arms to embrace, a feel-good support.

 

-Playing with you, fair friend.

Momentary heavy thoughts fill my head.

 

People complain about the relationships they’re in.

That is because they are not really in one.

They have not the strength to come to terms and begin one.

 

Self-respect means being honest with oneself, truly-without a doubt.

An old math teacher once told me, “If it works, it’s gotta be right.” *

We met up again tonight.

 

*Mr. Limberg