disparate refuge
a story from a cafe in amsterdam
bitter winds blew me
through heavy doors,
a small cafe
became refuge
a shelter from ice
chilling my flesh
lashing my face
accosting my soul
.
mint tea brewed
heavy pots
to small cups
becoming hot salvation,
thawing
reviving
tulip red to lips
with delicate burning sips
.
bitter winds blew him
through heavy doors
a man without dwelling
begging refuge
shelter from ice
chilling his flesh
lashing his face
accosting his soul
.
their poisoned minds
in hot temper,
fearful
heavy hearts
infecting
tulip red to eyes,
demon flared nostrils
no longer disguised
.
brewed salvation denied
disconsolate plea spurned
he bows painfully
shamefully
desperately
seeking
human warmth.
Shunned.
.
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Excellent storytelling
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Comments (8)
Oh my goodness this just HIT in the chest. Not gonna lie it took me a second read-through to fully understand, but once I did...man, this is just good, subtle storytelling. I really can't say anything else!! Bravo, Kayleigh!! <3 <3
Beautifully written
My heart broke so much for him 😭😭😭
So sensible and soulful!!!
So heartbreaking yet brilliantly written!!!❤️❤️💕
Heavy winds blew him through heavy doors. This is a heart wrenching poem. Well Done!!1
heartwrenching
This is so beautiful!!!