Take a number and wait until you're called.
Published on February 14, 2007 By dynamaso In Poetry
Just a glimpse,
A bite-red lip,
A wisp of hair

And in the shadow of a brow
A glint of blue.

In seconds her scent
Did its work.
I sucked it in,
Like it was my very first breath.

My only breath.

Then the bus doors closed
And she was gone.

Great demons rent the sky,
Hell’s minions crawled from the cracks
In the footpath.

And my world,
My life,
My love

Ended.

Only to begin again as the next angel walked by.


Comments
on Feb 14, 2007
A good one to fire off Valentine's day, Maso! And excellent as always. Wished I could do the poetry thing.  

Your creativity continues to amaze...
on Feb 14, 2007

Your creativity continues to amaze...


I loved how it was wonderful...tragic, then wonderful again.


me too.
on Feb 14, 2007
loved how it was wonderful...tragic, then wonderful again


Perfectly put Kelly.

Dyno, you may just make me start to like poetry (a little bit).

But for some reason when I read your stuff, I always hear a beat in the back ground. So its more like lyrics...and I like those!
on Feb 14, 2007
Like it was my very first breath

Maso, your poetry is direct yet subtle and profound.
A salad of sensation, emotion, obsession and irony. Loved it. You must be quite the composer in your band.
I remember, as a young man, sometimes seeing a lady walking down the street and feeling that kind imperative torment. How vulnerable, we men.
Wished I could do the poetry thing.

Maybe I'm outa line here, but are you insane, man? You write nothing BUT poetry. You need to hear that!   


on Feb 14, 2007
I love the title!

I enjoyed the description and the twist in who the angel is!

"Hell's minions...."it was an interesting addition! I would have liked to see more of where this would have taken me!

I like it!
on Feb 14, 2007
Great! The perfect length too! A home run!

Moskowitz
on Feb 14, 2007
I am really annoyed. I spent a while responded to all your wonderful comments and then JoeUser decided it was going to glitch and I lost the response. Suffice to say, I thanked you all very much for your responses. I can't remember exactly what I said and I don't really have the time to go through them all again, but there are a couple of things I want to say to a few of you.

First of all,

Tova,

you may just make me start to like poetry


I have to say it was something you said by way of encouragement that has continued me on this poetic odyssey.

Buddah,

Great! The perfect length too! A home run


I was never much good with a bat but with encouragement like this, I will continue to swing
on Feb 17, 2007
I like it alot. It perfectly described my teen years ... unfortunately.
on Feb 17, 2007
Chris,

I like it alot


Thanks mate. It was one of those instantly written poems. My Muse gave it to me and I wrote it down, no edits or drafts of any sort.
on Feb 18, 2007
Hey Maso,

I wanted to comment on your blog, "Wholly Sole", but it was whacky at the end of the comment box.
I just found it today. I loved it and the point of view of the homeless guy. It does make you think a bit about the person and why they are where they are.

Loved it.
on Feb 18, 2007
Kelly,

Thanks very much for your continued support. I enjoyed writing it. I'm waiting to see what others might write too. Some of the responses so far have been really clever.

I don't know what happened to the comments at the end of the article. Something went real screwy there.

As always, it is good to hear from you.
on Feb 18, 2007
just a quick note to say I'm still reading -fantastic stuff Maso! PLEASE keep it up..   

Kelly,


and that goes for you too, Kelly! POST SOMETHING!   
on Feb 19, 2007
PLEASE keep it up..


Oh, I intend to, mate, when I can find the time. Thanks for your support, my friend.