Eyes gaze
at the Meissen
cup and saucer,
white like the
exquisite Flemish
lace covering the
polished teak table
where fingers drum
on a yellowing
book cover;
inside on pages
sepia words crumble
like dried bones,
and the eyes
that once sought
after them
for meaning,
now gaze
immobile,
detached,
at someone’s fingers
drumming on a
yellowing book cover
drumming their
own retreat
from philosophy
that long ago
faded
and longer ago
was forgotten,
left
discarded
on the polished
teak table
covered by
exquisite Flemish lace,
white
like the Meissen
saucer and cup.
(Louis Kasatkin has asserted his Right under the Copyright,Designs&Patents Act 1988 to be identified as the author of this work)
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Loss… by louis kasatkin
The comment (by navlohoe):
Amusing use of words, yet with a sadness so real and heartfelt, very good.
( posted 24/02/12 at http://www.writerscircle.biz )
‘Loss’ is profitable , the “fingers drumming on a yellowing book cover” notwithstanding .