This is the opening of a little poem. I'd be happy to offer it
to Poemhunter People. For now, accept it as admission of the universal value of the poetry.
A pub in the centre of a town on the sea.
Mirko:
Drink this tomato juice
If you remember
Another fluid, it's better yet
Peppered with salt and spice
It goes down well.
Nat:
I'm drinking, I'm remembering
But I'd like to know
What is this thirst-quencher,
I'm thirsty again:
Mother's act recalls
That of another woman.
Mirko:
Old women are for you
If you search sensuality
Where do you think you'll find it
If not old way?
Nat:
I'll follow you, you'll show me
But not that you'd rather.
Girls suit me and sensuality
Increases in power
Picking spring flowers.
Alone.
I'd like to enjoy
These girls. I wonder why
They recall me another women.
Exeunt.
(Winter 2007. Genoa, Italy) .
Paolo Giuseppe Mazzarello
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nathaniel-the-disco/
