Wednesday, June 9, 2010

the lost café








“This reminds me of sitting outside the Lost Café after a hot summer’s day on the beach, listening to some jazz, with an ice-cold drink in my hand. Will we ever do that, you think?“

Mesmerized I gazed at the image before me, listening to these dreamy words, and I could feel the condensation from the frosty glass, running from my hand, past my wrist, down my arm, like a glistening vein of ice.

To my shock I felt tears, unexpected and unwanted, flowing from my eyes. Eyes that burnt as if touched by the rays of the glaring sun reflecting off the white sands alongside the smooth Mediterranean waters. Unblinking I stared, immersed in a sadness as endless as the ocean, that streamed round her body as she dove into welcoming azure arms that stroked, caressed and cooled.

And it felt like the fingers that plucked the notes from that soulful guitar were tweaking at the very core of my heart, touching deep corners carefully hidden away, lest they result in tears of regret, tears that flowed right now, for that, which never will be…


picture: http://browse.deviantart.com/?q=white%20beaches&order=9&offset=24#/du0lta




45 comments:

  1. This poem was really sad for me. Especially the last part that says "for that which will never be...". Makes me think of love that I've lost long time ago.

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  2. So sad, so sad... but you can go there by yourself can't you... as long as one has oneself...

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  3. I was captured by your words, once again*
    Have a blessed day*

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  4. Well...there is always chocolate. I'm with Bernadine, the last part about "that which will never be" made me sad. Til then I thought maybe they WOULD do those things one day.

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  5. That is some awesome picture Beautiful white beaches. Great poem dear one. Blessings to you always.

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  6. I am flagging this post with those quotes as cruel and unusually punishment shadow. Women with brilliant minds that are as attractive as you will not get away with this any longer.

    this is criminal shadow, criminal

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  7. i felt the waves, and their weight and maybe a few tears myself...

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  8. Sometime loss feels like the only certain thing.

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  9. This is beautiful. Many things aren't to be. But there is still much that can be so I will celebrate that.

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  10. this hurt me deeply... I so wanted to be there with you on that sandy beach in time...

    time is cruel

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  11. Never say never. Because, truly, you never know.

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  12. I get like that when I watch a movie about family. I just break down. Hubby is always a rock for me during those times. The Lost Cafe could be the name we all call that which never was and never will be.

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  13. defeat. what a place to be... beauty in imagination, you can take us all there, even if it never was/is/will be

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  14. Ah! Memories--whether real or imagined--are what keep me alive when reality-of-the-moment seems overwhelming or at least, lacking in serenity.

    Really, when I think about it, there is nothing which can be called impossible, absolutely NOTHING (that, in answer to those tears flowing for that which will never be...) NEVER SAY NEVER! Especially at YOUR age--grin!

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  15. beautiful words - said beautifully and felt deeply - lovely!

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  16. I felt it, all the way through. And the feeling was beautiful in it's confusion. And yet, most beautiful of all was your "like a glistening vein of ice". :)

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  17. What a very touching post, I am always in awe of your writing. take care. be well.

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  18. This was amazing. I loved the imagery-so beautiful, so sad.

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  19. It is sad when we realize that certain dreams are not meant to be. Such as life... that is when we need to create new dreams.

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  20. A lot of powerful imagery, Shadow. You have a beautiful gift for writing and painting pictures in reader's minds. An awesome post really. I really liked the title, "The Lost Cafe."

    Write on!

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  21. never say 'never'...

    most evocative, thank you

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  22. sad, beautiful, thank you for the trip (through your words)...

    it was perfect.

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  23. This was very poignant.

    you wouldn't be the same creative person if you had made other choices in your life.

    thanks for your continued feedback.

    bluepueblo

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  24. Such a moving and emotional piece. I'm lost for words.

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  25. so much longing here...your writing is so heart gripping.

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  26. This is beautiful and poignant. Another winner, Shadow!

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  27. Grief and pain can be transformed by opening our hearts to it - with God's help. I choose this thought as I read your touching, sad, but beautiful poem.

    PG

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  28. what eye opening image..
    lovely feelings jump up when I see your post.

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  29. I loved the vividness of your expressions. i felt that you were describing a person looking at a photo and reminiscing things that will never come back.

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  30. I know that sorrow, and I feel it for the earth right now, but also for one far away...
    tears are for release.

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  31. This is bewitching! Lovely, lovely writing.

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  32. I love your poems. They are so beautiful. You are really talented.
    I just started blogging and yours was one of the first blogs I read and I love your writings.
    I would love to have you follow me also .Thank-you,mimilovesall8

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  33. I guess the poem is not just end there, but it is more inclined to a turning point where ... to continue..

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  34. That was a beautiful post; and the photograph is incredible.

    CJ xx

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  35. Wow. That was captivating and beautiful.

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  36. Beautiful.
    When i think happily of sweet memories, i will sometimes find my self cry. is that it? regret for that which never will be. i suppose...

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  37. You never know what is inside a lovely picture.

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  38. How true for each and every one of us.

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