Alchemy of Chance

at that moment of doubt

where is the message…?

a symbol of hope

that graffiti on the wall….

or that quoted poet….

where are the words!

the alchemy of thought

for me….

it’s travelling by train

on a Sunday morning

when it’s usually quiet

a fresh new day

or a clear blank page

screaming for….ink

the blood of poets

sitting in a café

soaked in the ambience of

chance

that smile from a stranger

the casual glance

the possibility of words

on the tip of a tongue

the drip from a pen

that alchemy of chance….is real

 

Thatcher Doran

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About pmisteil

Hi, my name is Paul though I write under other names like, Thatcher and Paolo, I love literature, art and architecture their passion and drama....the contradictions. The notion of Truth-who is the person behind the mask? Or does it matter! I like long walks and longer conversations over cappuccinos in a cafe with atmosphere and the rest is a journey!
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