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Behind me was a siren,
steadily, predatorily amplifying.
I was preparing
for the lording wail to sweep past me,
submerging me, as always, proudly,
self-consciously, into the pageantry of
human existence...
A woman looked back and said, "Oh no."
Her words dropped
like paper into a wastebasket.
I looked back
and saw that the ambulance
had stopped at a signal.
The siren had stopped also.
I continued to walk a few yards down
till I looked back again at
the return of humdrum traffic
where ONLY I SAW the tearful bride
burst out of the double doors which
receive our universal harm , heard
her keen sharply, watched her unveil herself
and open her white-winged arms
to stranger after stranger
kissing her in lustful lamentation.
steadily, predatorily amplifying.
I was preparing
for the lording wail to sweep past me,
submerging me, as always, proudly,
self-consciously, into the pageantry of
human existence...
A woman looked back and said, "Oh no."
Her words dropped
like paper into a wastebasket.
I looked back
and saw that the ambulance
had stopped at a signal.
The siren had stopped also.
I continued to walk a few yards down
till I looked back again at
the return of humdrum traffic
where ONLY I SAW the tearful bride
burst out of the double doors which
receive our universal harm , heard
her keen sharply, watched her unveil herself
and open her white-winged arms
to stranger after stranger
kissing her in lustful lamentation.
Published 5th Jun 2015
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I find this to be absolutely wonderfully described. I love how flashes of momentary happenings are described with such vivid imagery and lovely metaphoric value.
It's ending caught me completely off guard. Like a good ending should.
The narrators voice and tone is described distinctly and when he confides that only he saw the object of erotica, it is effortless and could so have gone mushy.
Bravo dear poet.
I thoroughly enjoyed that and will certainly visit to read more.
Thank You ever so much!
Al
It's ending caught me completely off guard. Like a good ending should.
The narrators voice and tone is described distinctly and when he confides that only he saw the object of erotica, it is effortless and could so have gone mushy.
Bravo dear poet.
I thoroughly enjoyed that and will certainly visit to read more.
Thank You ever so much!
Al
5th Jun 2015 10:18pm
Thank you for the close read and the resulting praise from it. Much appreciated!
