Poly Tics

by Maple Tree   Sep 27, 2012


I looked into the eyes
of a road map, stained
with oceanic waves,
tears of compassion
and the scent of ziti,
marinaded in mushrooms
and saucy vodka.

His hands were made
of Italian leather,
dipped in a hint
of vintage wine,
and my toes
tangoed in
unison, with
the softness
of his compassion.

He carries passion
upon his five foot
something frame,
and I become
speechless,
for his adoration
of innocent smiles,
and kindness,
for granting me
two minutes of
his time....

He allowed me to
travel along a pathway
to hope, and I don't
mind the dirty streets
where my purple
shoes shuffle,

or the harsh scent of
burning coal, for its
a new scent of nature,
human nature, mixed
with an oddity of artificial....

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  • 13 years ago

    by Britt

    "His hands were made
    of Italian leather,
    dipped in a hint
    of vintage wine,
    and my toes
    tangoed in
    unison, "

    HELLLOOOOOOOOOOOO. I LOVE THIS. I can't even go on. I. Freakin. Love. This.

  • 13 years ago

    by Ingrid

    This was so decriptive and with more than one layer..I am going with Hellon on this, I feel it was meant as an ironic verse too.

    Well done!

    5/5 Ingrid

  • 13 years ago

    by Chelsey

    Poly Tics.LOL Im so slow, it wasnt until the end when I realized "ohhhh Politics!"

    Andrea, what the heck!? I always knew you were creative, thats a given in every poem of yours, but this! Wow, this was different, deep, full of metaphors, that like Hellon said, actually makes one chuckle!!

    Seriously was in love with your descriptions and your creativity. You never cease to amaze me woman.

  • 13 years ago

    by X Harlea X

    " His hands were made
    of Italian leather. "

    That sticks out to me for some reason. Hmm. Anyway, this is a lovely poem with a hint of sarcasam I think? Great job :) ((5))
    ~Harlea

  • 13 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    Thank you Peter!! and Hellon!

    Your interpretation Hellon is correct.... and I was struggling with the title... and now I think I have a better title that fits with my sarcastic tones ha ha
    thank you!!

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