PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

if you scribble down your soul

upon a soiled paper napkin

and you leave the diner feeling sad but accomplished

and the napkin gets crumpled,

taken out with the morning trash

but it blows away, caught by the wind

        it's drifting

                              it's floating

  as currents of air bat it to and fro

                                 hither and               yon

until they tire of that game

               moving on to lift someone's skirt

and your soul lands in dust and gum wrappers

milling about a quiet street

rain clouds are greeting each other overhead

  it looks like your soul's about to be lost for good

but then someone rounds the corner

and her colar is turned up because its starting to get cold

her eyes are downcast and dull

maybe its because her hair is greying a bit too early

    or because her paycheque has been coming a bit too late

   but she sees a napkin that's skittering towards her

and she wouldn't have cared

   except that its got the desperate strokes of your hand

                       your words

                    written all over it

it soundlessly crashes into her dirty shoe

                                           and she picks it up

                                        and she begins to read

for a microsecond of time there is total silence



then a sharp intake of dirty breath

   because she's seen your soul and its beautiful

          she understands, she knows everything about you

  she feels you like your words

                              live inside of her

and she goes home sad be reassured



isn't that worth more than the biggest billboard?

or your face spelled out in chemicals on a magazine?