Open Poetry #1 |
Reality |
James Jaun de la Cruz New Member
since 1999-06-14
Posts 4Seattle, WA |
August 17, 1998: A quaint pink house stands alone in a row of aged city houses An old white wooden play-pen and a filthy plastic pool Spackle the desolation of the front yard An explosive bark ejaculates through the early morning air: "GET OUT YOU F---ING BITCH! DON'T EVER F---EN COME BACK!" This must be his method of saying, good bye honey have a nice day at work. There he stands a formidable dark haired grubby man in a worn white yellow stained under-shirt nonchalantly swigging on a generic beer can. A raspy voice hails out in her pain: "IF YOU DON'T PICK UP THE TOYS AND CLOTHES YOU CAN'T GO TO THE PARK TONIGHT!" A tiny thin voice wails out in reply: "WHAT TOYS! WHAT CLOTHES!! WHERE MOMMIE WHERE?" She was once sweetly pretty her tangled brown hair flais about in the mid-summer eves breeze tears of morose and sorrow streak her worn out used up melancholy soul The violence ot the hails and wails escalates The deadpan Ol' man roams home with another case of beer he greets his ragged wife with a yell and a blight: "GET MY F---ING DINNER YOU F---ING WHORE AND SHUT THESE F---ING MAGGOT KIDS UP!" An angry pink house stands alone amongst a row of aged city houses Dirty screaming children run around in the desolate front yard A cardboard sign hangs like a beacon on the porch: N O V I S I T O R S ... ------------------ WJL |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
I expect this is graphically accurate. I hope to see some more of your work... Nan |
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Poet deVine
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since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
A sad portrait. Welcome to the forum. |
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Tequilia_Sunrise Senior Member
since 2003-02-19
Posts 612Lochalsh, Ontario, Canada |
very sad |
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