Open Poetry #26 |
An Insomniac Walk |
Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Warm nights need not my leather To protect me from the chill weather So I leave it home as I roam the byways, My mind goes farther than I travel And seeping dark thoughts prevail With the sadness stalking in darkness walking alleyways Flashing red and blue streak quickly by As a new widow begins a moaning cry As lives are spilling on the speed killing highways. There is still a coldness to the night Despite the warmth of breezes light. It is a walk of wandering lacking smiles As new destruction of row homes makes pile Mounds of crushed red bricks and two by four sticks broken The reduction of gone lives and home abandon In an afternoon those memories are done A generation or two of people I once knew now forsaken, There’s nothing left of the families once there As if the simply vanished into the night air Where was their home is crushed gray stone, alls taken, There is cold stillness to this midnight Where gone are memories from sight. Gloom |
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davidmerriman Member
since 2003-04-30
Posts 123Dallas, TX |
i liked some of the verses, although i am not really feeling the flow of the poem, nor the rhymes. keep working on it and polishing it. |
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quatro Member
since 2003-04-29
Posts 392Galveston, Texas |
I'm not familiar with the flow, but the picture is vividly gloomy. Was that your intent? Very Intersting write. quatro |
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