view of the valley after she died
To the city I asked:
Why do you reflect the night sky
when lives drag
heavy
through your streets?
You shine boldly
yet
cold sorrows search hungry and lost
anger breaks the air
with gunshots, police car wails
replace bird songs.
What right do you have to shine
so true
Toward God
while your buildings empty
abandoning throes of passion
Lost
They linger.
Still
you send up flashes of light
to the heavens,
peaceful rivers of traffic
Hush the night.
And I want to be reassured
maybe even fooled
desperate
to regain your hope.
The city replied
only
by imitating the stars.
whoa. that was tight. nice, beautiful, a bit harrowing. welcome to the cult.
kabol
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play hard, like it's work to be done.
welcome kairow.
i liked this too. i really miss meters and rhyme schemes because free verse is much more common nowadays. there's also a tendency for free versers to break sentence structures just to call them poetry. most free verse poems i've read have this tendency but i think you pulled this off nicely.
Nice intro (struggled briefly there, nice entrance n nice openin sounded so personel considerin this is a first meetin ) I often neglect how much I like poetry, so thaks for the reminder, I'm wonderin where my complete Yeats is as I type. N welcome to the nut house.
There are no pacts between lions and men.
I haven't seen much poetry around before, I like it. Welcome Kairow, enjy your stay. As a poet myself, you're a pretty decent writer.
Ephemerality rules the world.