Lost Conversations & Leftover Wine

Three years ago contemplated lost conversations and leftover wine.



Dirty drink glasses, stood
Witness, to the previous night
Cigarette butts, floated belly-up
In leftover wine and flat beer

Lost conversations
Disappeared in the wind
Players performed usual roles
Participated in usual games

Self-absorbed, joyfully
Celebrated themselves
Several wished, they’d
Came with someone else

Early birds, were early
Fashionably late, late
The same leaders led
Same followers followed
Wallflowers hid, winced
At the overly dramatic

Socially awkward, failed
To find the right spark
Opiniated opined
In their finest form
Pretenders pretended to be
What they aspired to be

Orphaned thoughts, never uttered
Now cluttered room corners
Failed ideas, that didn’t, root and bloom
Now lay helpless, like deflated balloons
Mere echoes, reflected in quietness
Of lost conversations and leftover wine

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Author: warturoadam77p

65 year old married retired communications worker with three grown children, transplanted from the Midwest to the sunny Gulf Coast.

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