On Certain Winter Nights

On certain winter nights
When the ice stacks up in mirrors
I see in my breath drifting
A night on the streets of Rome

Always two beers and a fountain
Mopeds on the Pantheon steps
And background melodies of a gypsy

You smile once and look away
I strain for the music
Fading into the air like a breath

The bottom two stanzas should be in italics

On Certain Winter Nights

On certain winter nights
When the ice stacks up in mirrors
I see in my breath drifting
A night on the streets of Rome

Always two beers and a fountain
Mopeds on the Pantheon steps
And background melodies of a gypsy

You smile once and look away
I strain for the music
Fading into the air like a breath

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A good read, Aaron.



Les

The italics work quite well in this one.

good work, aaron,

Peter

Mystical, dreamy, removed from the ordinary. The kind of poetry I like. I'll look for more of your work here. This is so much like a poem I wrote about Rome myself. Your title reminded me of Dickinson, "A certain slant of light." ~ Cynara

Wow, beautifully written aaron. I love it.

Mary

Thanks for the comments...

Like everything I put up here, this is still a work in progress.

I meant for this to show more the straining of the city, between tradition and progress, through the straining of a relationship, I fear it has gone too far the other way

"You smile once and look away
I strain for the music
Fading into the air like a breath

...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I find this stanza very romantic somehow and a stand out stanza that could not have been written more perfectly or better placed to clench the deal at the very end of an excellent poem.

I really like this one...again.

Thanks for the kind words Frost...twice