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Daytime
Contributed by
flavellm
on
Monday, 28th May 2012 @ 04:24:32 PM in AEST
Topic:
BirthdayPoems
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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
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Re: Daytime
(User Rating: 1 ) by dojo1970 on
Wednesday, 30th May 2012 @ 01:47:46 PM AEST (User
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Good use of words. I liked it very much. |
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Re: Daytime
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Friday, 1st June 2012 @ 04:23:12 AM AEST (User
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The atmosphere created by the imagery is tangible and intriguing. Fantastic poem. |
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Re: Daytime
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Monday, 4th June 2012 @ 12:36:29 AM AEST (User
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Great poem! |
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Re: Daytime
(User Rating: 1 ) by CARAAAAA on
Tuesday, 5th June 2012 @ 08:53:35 AM AEST (User
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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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