The Web Poetry Corner - Philip Claude Andermann - Young Girl in Rags
Young Girl in Rags
Philip Claude Andermann
In the evening crowd
by the dusky river, I travel with her on the dusty
streamers of her eyes' stare, "flashlight beams" wrinkled,
sprinkled over youthful bodies parting
into long lonely
twisting roads at whose ends
unmeeting she seeks
two friendly eyes, just
so as to see clearly...
Our roads at a crossing,
I seeming soaring
in a car blasting headlights
would encircle her, to an orbit just...
where with magic we'll make parallel ends meet
with money kiss loneliness good bye,
would switch on happiness.
But when switched we
upon - now beyond the shoulders of the crowd her eyes
soar a highway to stars to touch
me before I could her, her eyes the sun and moon
lighting two rivers pouring into one ocean of shoulders
we'll ride lighting galaxies of eyes
bursting rags of clouds of blindness to others' beauty:
"Inspire others without words, with your pride!"
And now I have the courage, sight
to go alone
to lead beside that precious crowd in night.
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