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Does champagne crystal still clink
in the ballroom of your memories?
Can you feel the tickle of confetti corners
dance between your breasts?
Do the melodic strains
of morning orchestras
echo in your ears….
while your pedaled pumps rest softly
in the scattered glitter of your square?
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I really liked the vivid imagery and the nostalgia. I just don’t understand the last line. Overall, I have an instant fondness for this one.
I picture a dance floor or a party, perhaps New Year’s Eve?
I also see that this could be metaphorical. Though I can’t quite ingest “pedaled pumps”—what is that?
Great poem. Paints an amusing picture. Well done :)
I cant tell if this is a “morning after” poem or if its about the passing of time in your life or literally a distant memory… diffrent things, but either way i liked it, just wish it was more clear.
Liked the remincient tone of the piece but I think that you could expand and add a little more discription.
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