Poetry on blog (XVI): Chris Lawrence

Saxophone of the Blissful

smoky auburn hair,
eyes shallow closed,
music permeated,
the atmosphere
drawn by the
colluding sound
of a saxophone,
dew down cleavage,
exalted breathing
a rapture,
unravelled my conscious
guiding me to
solace..

About the autor...

Chris Lawrence (England, 1964) has written, for a number of years, novels and different screenplays. His poetry, was presented to the world on few years by the one of the new and best forms to made and promote the literature on today: Internet.

He published also in a variety of online magazines as Troubador21, deuce coupe, callused hands, and amphibi.us between others. At now, he is in process of publish a couple of poetry collections.

On the poem, which he like to share with us, show perfectly one of the finests war instruments of the bohem of XXI century: a metaphorical reply for a new poetry which didn't lost her music, but what it's approximating to new generations, aspects and methods of view this literary genre.

Copyright:

Poem and photo:
©Chris Lawrence

Review:
©LITERATURA DEL MAÑANA

Published in this blog with the author's consent:
www.literaturadart.blogspot.com

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