Armand Poetry

Welcome to Armand Poetry. The poems (and other words) here are composed for my own thought and amusement. Comment and discussion are welcome. -Amore, Armand-

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Soft Distance

Yes but no
Now but never
Come here but not too close
Thank you and good night

Its complicated but not
Its a compliment with a but......attatched
Its an attatchment that wont open
Its open but not on Sundays

As long as I'm needed
As long as I'm useful
As long as I'm paying
Longer than intended
As worn out as a long playing record

Burning like a nightclub
Burning like a rash
Burning like an old grove forest
of St. Jude candles

A single flower in a field that stretches from back here to up there. Thousands, but only one will do. With the wind changing and the sun setting, heads dancing and petals crashing, it is easy to loose a rose in the soft distance.