Open Poetry #10 |
All of us know where we're destined... |
Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
All of us know where we’re destined And right after we pay for the toll, We’ll be traveling down the intestine Of the giant that swallows us whole. Brawny monster exposes his veins, On the subway map of New York. Searching tentacles wait for the trains, Where the 5 and the 6 make a fork. The electrical worm swerves its body, To the beat of the sleepless city, To the echoing steps of somebody Who got lost in the maze of graffiti. Here, the shrills of the breaks, never sudden, Are awaited with calm expectation And the light at the end of the tunnel,-- Is a 6 train approaching the station. Check out my poetry here: http://cafepoetry.com/stage1/andrey_kneller.htm#My%20Hamlet |
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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
This one was inspired by a close friend, I hope you like it! |
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vlraynes Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-25
Posts 8229Somewhere... out there... |
Master- i do like it. very well done...enjoyed reading it. -vicky "...until you have read the verse on his heart, you have not truely met the poet." -vlraynes |
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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
Thanks Vicky, I didn't think this one would re-surface again. Check out my poetry here: http://cafepoetry.com/stage1/andrey_kneller.htm#My%20Hamlet |
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