A poem thread Saturday 6/20/09

[miss_american_pie]

The Hotel Devotion

by Sandra Beasley



In the Hotel Devotion
there is no running water,

no power, no stairs,
no bed. There is only

the woman who holds
a river in her mouth,

fireflies in her hands,
the woman who bends

for you, opens for you.
There is only this book,

this pen in your hand,
your name the only name.

Outside, pigeons bellying
down the alleys of night.

Inside, this sadness
blooming in your throat.

Sometimes a handful of
light is mistaken for love. I

did not know it was a river
until I tried to swallow.





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[fight4my3sons]

1. Thank you

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[miss_american_pie]

2. Thanks for reading

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[Fleshdancer]

3. kick!

very nice. Thanks for posting!

[Lyric]

4. kick

[Tektonik]

5. Thanks

[abq e streeter]

6. Wow--that's really good

[CaliforniaPeggy]

7. My dear miss_american_pie!

What a wonderful poem...

And thank you for filling the gap...

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[Sky Masterson]

8. Nice (Isn't she your girl crush) ;)

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[FloridaJudy]

9. Nice!

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[bigwillq]

10. Kick

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[Chorophyll]

11. Hey!!

I love this one. Thanks for saving me from poem-thread withdrawal. :hi:

[tigereye]

12. very nice! Carrying on the tradition!

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[Haole Girl]

13. Thank you for posting this.

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[BarenakedLady]

14. Yay!

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