Paul Francis

For Jim - Poem by Paul Francis

i read old writings
on a strangers bed
too afraid to take
a better man's chair

against my judgement
i pull on winston's
fearlful to inhale
and eyeball blue smoke

i am much like you
i hear gentle breath
and pattering steps
on linoleum

i see the bouquets
brown water and leaf
beneath resplendent
flower and fresh air

i drink the water
and prepare the leaves
i ignore the scent
and reap my reward

but little has come
from tired men in rooms
with more to offer
than stalemate or death

Topic(s) of this poem: anxiety

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Me and Jim live in different rooms in different cities. We drink and worry while our girlfriends sleep.

Comments about For Jim by Paul Francis

  • Gold Star - 8,653 Points Ayman Parray (7/21/2015 11:02:00 PM)

    Thanks Paul, for sharing. Looking forward to more from you. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 67,857 Points Fabrizio Frosini (7/21/2015 5:51:00 AM)

    an interesting write, Paul, your 1st here. Thanks for sharing and keep on writing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 20, 2015

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 21, 2015

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