Thursday, August 17, 2006

from the 2004 archives: drowning my sorrows

coffee in brown spattered trails,
scribbles in ice lemon tea;
lost when inspiration fails,
oh my muse, come back to me.
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2 comments:

  1. Derrick10:55 PM

    its a very specific image, but one that works for me! haha.
    the coffee line conveys desperation, and the ice lemon tea line gives me the feeling of someone idly playing around.
    nice!

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  2. ryan d10:48 PM

    haha that's exactly the image i had in mind when i wrote this poem two years back.

    thanks for commenting!

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