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Farewell


JTParreira

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JTParreira

Your taxi pushing through traffic,

through lights and horns overflowing

like a river in flood;

feverish cars, clocks running counter,

all odds stacked against you,

you still make to Paris Orly

barely in time to light your interior fire

with the bitter taste of a last cup of coffee

that goes down burning like a bonfire on a field of dreams.

Last call, calling all fliers,

the good-byes and the kisses, overwhelmed

lips turning around, once more, a last time,

before becoming airlifted.

 

J.T.Parreira

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Aleksandra

Last call, calling all fliers,

the good-byes and the kisses, overwhelmed

lips turning around, once more, a last time,

before becoming airlifted.

 

That is my favorite part of this poem. This poem talks a lot

I like it so much

 

Aleksandra

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

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Jt I like the way you wrote this! the poem carries it feelings in its words so well. Bitter, turning around. last call. Many more that all convey the subtle sadness and strain of saying goodbye. Well done!

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