Saturday, February 19, 2005


Here’s one more paint-by-numbers poem
meant to please everyone
but me. I’ll mention colors
and women and the smell of roses.
I’ll spread the sky with silent
stars and satin sheets.

What, you want more?
Come on down to the coffeehouse
every other Monday. I’ll toss
my hair back and wear my best
poet’s voice. You’ll know
I’m reading for you. Only you.

Stephen Brooke ©2005

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