Breaking Curfew
"No Noise after 10 o'clock"Declares the aging sign.
So I sip my beer in silence
Hearing only the words in my head
"Such injustice in this world, such dread"
I pick up my glass
Put the pungent ale to my lips
and become inspired again.
We sit around the table:
Deep in tought,
Pens moving furiously,
Heads bowed over paper.
We are poet's poets ...
Discussing, drinking, dissecting
And spouting strings of verse
Louder than any curfew
Could ever control or contain!
March 11, 2010 - NV
posted by Natalie Vartanian @ 3:10 AM
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