Poetry 'n Prose

A Night in Soho

It doesn’t come easy for me

To come up with witty

Intelligent conversation

I might discuss the virtues

Of Hume’s philosophy or our

Global warming situation.

Or maybe I’ll say nothing,

Waiting for your smile; in silent,


Of love that is speechless,

Of love that is true

In drunken inspiration.

By 67paintings

A dialectical site of poetry, painting and the odd musical excursion into the unknown.

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