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Max Babi
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May 4, 2006 A Chance Meeting
October 13, 2006 10:48 PM EDT
(Updated: October 13, 2006 11:16 PM EDT)
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Meeting you in flesh and blood was akin to stuffing a cyclone in a brief case whilst my eyes half-saw drapery of etiquette the dark side of the moon suffered more ravages whilst my lips responded with mechanistic ease my heart clenched and unclenched, ineffectually. Perhaps there were wars raging outside were we two strangers stranded on a transient island that couldn't really be, do shadows create an illusion -does starkness lend light, why does sense feel so much like half-forgotten subjects at school? And the maverick teacher who blessed you with nothing more than an occasional meaning-studded smile? Caught in relentless traffic, why does mind withdraw to safety of inaction : where do the programmed responses hide, isn't my heart a frightened kitten -words, come back! (c) Max Babi 101406.
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Comments: 22
was akin to stuffing a cyclone in a brief case
Great opening line. The compression of feeling provides a nice backdrop for the rest of the poem.
loved it so much
thank you for posting
love and light
And the maverick teacher who blessed you with
nothing more than an occasional meaning-studded smile?
Caught in relentless traffic, why does mind withdraw
to safety of inaction : where do the programmed responses
hide, isn't my heart a frightened kitten -words, come back!
that's wonderful max,
joyous!
John, your terse comments are music to my ears.
The same applies to you Nathan and Nicole, great encouragement!
Marinela and Juniper, your spiritual leanings peep from your comments...thanks!
Carol you old faithful reader, Marsha and Hershal -I am thrilled.
Ozy my boy, I myself don't understand that... but one can churn an ocean and derive benefit rather than be a spent force trying to stop forces several magnitudes huger than us all.
Thanks and cheerz!
keep teh work
warmth
zarine
Still an amatuer I am in catching all its value.
As they say the more you are exposed to things the more you will learn to appreciate.
Looking forward to learn more from you.
This is the first thing I've read that you've written, and it was like BANG, (*take notice here, this is GOOD*), and I truly love the way you write, the emotion, the feelings, Thank you!!!!!!!!!!
Thanks a lot, Ken and Dhimant, your words of praise are simple pithy and yet very moving indeed.
Marylin and Wendy, you both are very expressive indeed!
Thanks Alana and Ahmad sa'ab -shall keep posting more.
Thanks to you too Ela, most welcome indeed.
Cheerz!