The baskets hung by the post
between the rounded windows.
Serapes adorned the stucco walls
as the chimney reached 2 floors up,
past the masks and mirrors
on either side.
Giraffes in wooden splendor
guarded the fire like sphinx,
portal to the heat and flame
that warmed us from its pedestal.
We sat and felt its glow
that winter day,
that was banished in that special place
where iguanas rule.
Kåre Enga
6 februar 2004
Tahlequah, OK.
Note: Someday this will be part of a coffeehouse series. It was written at the Iguana Cafée in Tahlequah, Oklahoma.
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