Moment

[Barbs]

Moment

Intrepid, she stalks to see the
stars of yestereve yet blinded
so bright.

Golden globes shot amber.
Another one was what it was
yet she could take no more.

Amongst yeasty brews
orbs collide to connect
and for a split second
Bacchus finds his haven.

The moment passes, or is
it night. A brief look
as she shrugs on yesterday's
clothes and then she shuts
the door.

[tapestrybabe]

i dont think graphics are always important to go along with a poem. Its just I feel sometimes... when someone makes the effort into writing a poem... that same careful effort should apply when deciding their graphics they want to use... like i feel it should go along with the theme... or somehow have it relate it to the words, and mood of it all. And having no graphics at all.. it can put the reader to use their own imagination... allowing the reader to conjur up their own images in their head...

but yeah... i like this poem. and i guess readers can derive their own interpretation to it all. And i think its the title.. that makes it all the more significant to me. And to me, its just a simple poem thats about capturing certain moments in time... and i like it for its descriptive imagery...



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[Barbs]

oh..here's the explanation...or at least my interpretation:

drunken one nite stand. the morning after.

[Faithless]

Cool! Bacchus:

http://www.bluffton.edu/~sullivanm/bargello/bacwholesidesm.jpg

What is the meaning behind: "orbs collide to connect"?