Tuesday, April 5, 2022

Room 2A in East LA by David L Painter

The no vacancy sign with its splash of orange glow
Filtering through the tightly drawn blinds
then reflecting across the bare green wall.
Each blink of that silent beckoning call
is like dead leaves that fall.

Sitting in the dark with my old best friends, tonic and gin.
Watching my life play out on that wall,
with each orange blast, with each sip from the glass.

Time was, things were no always so,
I was successful you know,
but that was a life time ago.
Now put all of those useless clichés in a bowl,
and choose the one which gives you less pain,
then read it over and over again until the words wear thin.

Time was,
things were not always so,
they have no meaning anymore.
Just the flash of the orange on green
 in room 2A in east LA.




David Painter is a Northeast Ohio poet and photographer. His aim is to  capture his point of view on the world through nature, culture, architecture  and history.  
Dave’s love for photography began in the 1970s with the purchase of his first  Minolta SLR camera. Through his keen eye, Dave became a member of the  Cleveland Photographic Society and the Chagrin Valley Photography Guild.  
For the last decade, Dave has added poetry to his creative repertoire. Ex panding his interests to the human condition, fiction and history; his favorite  era being the Civil War. Much of Dave’s poetry is inspired by his photography; the perfect marriage of his two passions.  
Dave is a member of many poetry groups including Allegory Alley, Scribbles  Writing Organization, Poems and Unpoems, Writers Writing Poems and Out  of Your Write Mind. Additionally, he is active in The Pixel Photography Club  and the local historical society. 
Dave was born and raised in Charleston, W.V. but has made the Greater  Cleveland area his home for the past fifty years. He is married with two kids.  
 @davepainterphotography




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