The Vintage Words

Should I fade tonight
Into the cimmerian streets
Amidst the broken ballerinas
Tiptoeing upon the glass?
No, I am no dancer
Nor keeper of songs
But a faded adjective
Banal and long
Lost in the premise
Between the cause and the comma,
Dressed as a chatelaine
For the world and its drama
Never to be forgotten
Forever in this game
Of the way the words changes
And yet the meaning remains same.

7 thoughts on “The Vintage Words”

  1. Wow!! This poem is an instant classic for me!

    The turn (volta?) here took me by surprise for a moment, as it should, and it seemed effortless, as it always does. I am going to brood over it.
    I loved the choice of words, of course. It’s gorgeous, and the opening lines are just stellar!

    Thank you.

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  2. Lost in the premise
    Between the cause and the comma,
    Dressed as a chatelaine
    For the world and its drama

    Wow! This just so thought provoking! Loved it!!πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•

    Like

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