In a deli
one cup of coffee
waited for this day
wasted, I stepped out
it was pouring
no cabs in sight
empty faces on the porch
and the orchestra just won’t stop
“I need a cab”
valet barely smiled
he’s never seen me alone
but this time
he returned in a while
my rescue in sight
took me under his umbrella
“don’t tell him your destination
just step inside
and he can’t refuse”
common sense, now i realize
I got in the cab
my hand reached out to his
from the window glass, half down
he took one as usual
my cry for redemption
is a hoax
he said with a broad smile
I rolled the glass
hazel rain drops race
I got home dry, not quite
58 thoughts on “Purple”
I got home dry, not quite… 🙂
I got home dry, never… 🙂
Left me sadly empty… Reminded me of Prince’s ” Purple Rain.” Don’t know if you have ever heard it. I went to his concert. Sadly empty but awesome.
My apologies. Thank you Yisraela.
ALREADY THE RAIN IT IS WITH US
The rain is already with us,
shakes the air.
The swallows skim the waters off
at the Lombard Lakes,
as seagulls fly on small fishes;
Hay smells like beyond the precincts of the gardens.
Another year is burned,
without a cry, without a cry
levato won suddenly one day.
…ECCO DOVE CI SIAMO CONOSCIUTE!!!
CIAO BEL VENTO 🙂
arijun credo sia una tra le persone più belle che io abbia mai letto in questi anni…
Non so l’inglese e lui non sa l’italiano ..ma ha una tale pazienza e gentilezza nel rispondere, che mi innamora … 🙂
he sì, ventaccio toscanello! ma ti dirò di più che io l’ho incontrato in un blog USA di un giapponese…più internazionale di così…eppoi ti ci trovo te che si sta a uscio!
buonagiornata capocciona, ho letto il tuo commento sul tangaccio, poi passo a salutarti a casa tua
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Reminds me a bit of TS’s “Love Song Of J. Alfred Prufrock.” Which is about the biggest compliment I could give any poet.
“I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,
And in short, I was afraid.”
He was probably, “not quite dry either.”
Thank you very much Cindy! Your heartiest response has renewed my spirits gone awry for a while now. My humble effort reminds you of TS’s enchanting poem overwhelmed me. I’m speechless and truly honored.
Thank you once again.
I like the idea of a two hour coffee time!! In Vancouver, the rain seems to always be with us. The first thing I bought when we moved to Vancouver was – yes, you guessed it – an umbrella! Great post as always….
And look at me. Every time, my pen has to come to my rescue 🙂
🙂 🙂 🙂
Coffee? My favourite drink, In fact just getting my first of the day…Need it to wake up. x
the aroma hits first, then the taste, then the buzz, and I Off!! Moody poem, like the rain, gives you perspective, xx
I was thinking, how about putting up “The” poem – Thing I’d like to change for a change 🙂
always feels good to go with an idea, rather than against it.. change for a change 🙂 Injured my foot today, am sitting here taking pain killers which haven’t kicked in, so feeling sorry for myself … am off to watch TV and hopefully lose myself in something entertaining, faint hope but worth a try. 😉
Ufff..That hurts…Uncalled for…Gently rub your foot with your hand, hum a song or read out one of your poems…Also I’d like to recommend you a movie. Venuto Al Mundo. Whenever you can.
it has swollen to twice it’s size, and looks to resemble an egg (shining skin wise) and now turning purple in colour. A chair fell on it and I wonder how in blazes it managed to hit just the right spot to gain most pain and damage 😉 Just lucky I guess. am now smiling and off to Google Venuto Al Mundo. Hopefully I shall have a good nights sleep and wake up tomorrow with the knowledge that this has all been a dream. śubharātri x
The world would be nothing but dull people if we always got home dry 🙂
Rest assured, there’ll never be a dull moment in yours or my life. Your recent trip to your sister’s place, WoW 🙂
Beautiful as always … (I’m particularly happy that you liked my “Ustad Ahmad Lahauri” post !).
I happily like all your posts. Your pick of stuff is brilliant!
Love that final line.
Thank you very much Richard!
Beautiful and dream-like….x
Thank you very much!
Thankfully not quite.
I’m a poet. Alas! no prince charming 🙂
Hmm, I think there’s that prince in you too. Or at least the charming! 😉
“my cry for redemption is a hoax”…. I absolutely love this poem!
Hoax it is but lately, I don’t feel miserable about that. Thing is, I got you and you got me! 🙂
🙂 Yes that’s true!
Desolate and beautiful….the broken heart at the centre of your poems is compelling.
I’m thinking of writing a note about how my poems dance to your kind words of appreciation, every time.
Can you see? 🙂
you best yet my friend
A pat from you feels good. Thank you mate!
Beautiful post!! I agree with above– think it is your best yet. The poignancy is so well articulated and comes through so clearly. And the imagery is great. I see it as a movie scene. Bravo!!
Thank you Ellen. I’m so so glad you like the poem. Have you seen “The Weather Man” ? It has some amazing moments.
I loved your poem and the picture, too, by the way? Is The Weatherman a post or a film?
🙂 You can have this picture anytime you like. Thank you.
It’s a movie. Do see if you like watching movies.
Thank you for the gift and the recommendation! I only watch Bollywood movies except for the ones my husband puts on. But I have run out of movies in the Play store with Shahruk Kahn (if I spelled it right)– a current fixation– don’t laugh. Will check out The Weatherman.
Not laughing at all. Shahrukh Khan and my favorite of his is “Kabhi Haan Kabhi Na”
I saw that one but can’t remember it at the moment. One of his best, I think, was “My Name is Kahn.” Right up my ally with him having Asperger’s and the film being heartwarming if far-fetched.
Beautiful thoughts.The scene,the rain the felling.Thank you for liking my quote (Clean conscience.) Best regards.jalal
Thank you very much for coming by and writing me a beautiful comment.
For first I love the photos and a very good poem, Here it have still to start raining 🙂
A valet came to your rescue 🙂 What was in your coffee?
He knew me from before. I mentioned that twice in the poem.
Why doesn’t anyone comment on your photos, just poems?! This one is very nice 🙂
My readers are damn cool and I’m proud of them. I mean think of it, why say the obvious?!
Ah, that last line;)