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REBLOG…IN THE CAFÉ OF LOST INHIBITIONS

19 Feb

Great imagination, vivid imagery…

- MIKE STEEDEN -

chaperon

In a sunken blanched sky the very worst omen, blessed white doves of concord all flown away

Nothing up there beyond sickly grey clouds, save for in near the distance the dark birds of prey

The candles of enchantment snuffed out across Paris, the day the Jackboot marched into town

Hurry and hide well that old accordion, forget not to keep secret the brides wedding gown

Out in the street a stampede procured of blind panic, they fly the coop, put up the shutters for now

No more cobblestone coffee for the vanquished, one day to regroup, make resistance the vow

In the café of lost inhibitions, where the generals boast of treasures they stole

Pick and choose from a menu of fresh flesh, baked in an oven of burnt book’s charcoal

For their delectation a gifted musician, plucking reluctant chords from harp of heart strings

Be it Berlin, Vienna…

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Posted by on February 19, 2016 in Author's

 

2 responses to “REBLOG…IN THE CAFÉ OF LOST INHIBITIONS

  1. simono1968

    February 19, 2016 at 1:45 pm

    love this, nice piece, thank you for posting it 🙂

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  2. Lis

    February 19, 2016 at 3:24 pm

    Thank`s the volunteers!

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