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Daytime

Contributed by flavellm on Monday, 28th May 2012 @ 04:24:32 PM in AEST
Topic: BirthdayPoems



A howling church bell
pierces the silence of a desolate street
where tangled weeds grow
through the cracks in the concrete
skittering crisp packets and swirling leaves
a carrier bag soars skyward, in a eager breeze
a punctured football and shattered glass
a worn out wooden fence and parched grass
a substance injected and a heart beating faster
uncontrollable shrieks of wild maniacal laughter
a pale sun rises and through murky windows it will splatter
into rooms of stained carpets and crumbling plaster
a pallid face inscrutable and your the focus of its gaze
daytime T.V, Cigarettes and eyes forlorn and glazed
a alcoholics mind so blurred only whiskey can numb the pain
a lonely child looks out the window upon a concrete plain
holds a picture of his father high, longing to see him again




Copyright © flavellm ... [ 2012-05-28 16:24:32]
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Re: Daytime (User Rating: 1 )
by dojo1970 on Wednesday, 30th May 2012 @ 01:47:46 PM AEST
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Good use of words. I liked it very much.


Re: Daytime (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 1st June 2012 @ 04:23:12 AM AEST
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The atmosphere created by the imagery is tangible and intriguing. Fantastic poem.


Re: Daytime (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 4th June 2012 @ 12:36:29 AM AEST
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Great poem!


Re: Daytime (User Rating: 1 )
by CARAAAAA on Tuesday, 5th June 2012 @ 08:53:35 AM AEST
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I love this poem, it kinda reminds me of 'Preludes' by TS Eliot, which is one of my all-time favourite poems!




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