In A World Of Beautiful Women Poem by Uriah Hamilton
In A World Of Beautiful Women
We were both sitting
In a little non-descript bar
Where the loneliness
Hung heavily in the air
Like cigarette smoke.
In nearly drunken conversation,
You said you were
Sadly obsessed
By girl named Erica
Who turned into
A mythical dream and disappeared
Like Daphne into a laurel tree.
And I felt
Like we were brothers
In a world of beautiful women
Who fly away
Like untamed exotic birds
Which men can never cage.
And the bartender
Turned up the radio:
“The trouble is,
That you’re in love
With someone else,
It should be me,
It should be me! ”*
very nice write... think I was at that same bar yesterday with my girlfriends and some wine... -Eila
This rings true, Uriah. I like it...especially the image of loneliness hanging in the air like cigarette smoke. Good job. Raynette
a very good piece of word art uriah i enjoyed this very much i have done the same thing on jumping sheep, but with a different angle Warm Regards AJS
this is very nice, Mr. Hamilton! I am inspired to write one called In a World of Beautiful Men...I'll get back to you on that one.
as usual, great imagery. im always awed by how awesomely you write. :)
Yes, this is a very good one, Uriah. I too like the same image that Raynette cited. I'm a bit troubled by the quote at the end. Why quote something that is really quite plain? You are talented enough to come up with better words to say the same thing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I think everyone has felt that way on some level....nicely written.