Poems About the City Seeking Honest Critique
#city
Maekandex
Poem Published
11th Sep 2024 5:39pm
11th Sep 2024 5:39pm
Locked In this space
Blown in the space
Wreck on our hands
Another 4 years in waste
On the block 20 and the bait 23
It is the moment we could have hit the jackpot
My space mate in struggle
Different opinions in bigotry
Echoes on the space
My breath oozy in the stench
We hit the poll
To pull the PO matrix
It was vibrant joy in the space
A time of liberation draws near
Our sufferings to be written in the sand of time
Long time in our history
We could beckon call of hope
Drum of liberation
Is the greatest of...
Wreck on our hands
Another 4 years in waste
On the block 20 and the bait 23
It is the moment we could have hit the jackpot
My space mate in struggle
Different opinions in bigotry
Echoes on the space
My breath oozy in the stench
We hit the poll
To pull the PO matrix
It was vibrant joy in the space
A time of liberation draws near
Our sufferings to be written in the sand of time
Long time in our history
We could beckon call of hope
Drum of liberation
Is the greatest of...
#Africa
#city
#home #prison
#home #prison
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2 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
8th Sep 2024 3:03pm
8th Sep 2024 3:03pm
A Bittersweet Decision
Abigail finds out
that moving herself to San
Francisco for a
modeling assignment is
a bittersweet decision.
that moving herself to San
Francisco for a
modeling assignment is
a bittersweet decision.
#beauty
#city
#fiction
#freedom
#tanka
111 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
7th Sep 2024 8:50pm
7th Sep 2024 8:50pm
Summer's Almost Over
Summer's almost over
I feel like running backwards into it
The nights are getting cooler
Almost sane
People are walking the streets with a weary step
Three weeks ago they were running to the liquor store or running from the police
You would also hear people in their bedrooms fucking or fighting
Now the boss isn't such a bastard
School just started
My wild dreams send me back to sleep
The suicide rate will go down
Marriage & death rate too
It's winding down my friend
I can still hear the echoes of the sun
The screams...
I feel like running backwards into it
The nights are getting cooler
Almost sane
People are walking the streets with a weary step
Three weeks ago they were running to the liquor store or running from the police
You would also hear people in their bedrooms fucking or fighting
Now the boss isn't such a bastard
School just started
My wild dreams send me back to sleep
The suicide rate will go down
Marriage & death rate too
It's winding down my friend
I can still hear the echoes of the sun
The screams...
#city
#home
#narrative
#nonfiction
#summer
131 reads
4 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
17th Aug 2024 9:20am
17th Aug 2024 9:20am
Cracked Concrete
Overpass loaded past its weight
Skybridges tumbling to the ground
Rusty rails bearing no freight
Empty warehouse making no sound
Walking through pockmarked roads
Signs covered in peeling paint
Dreary colors by ghostly abodes
Reeking of atrophic taint
Dead bulbs under setting sun
Where is the streetlight?
Muzzle flash of pride and guns
Blood staining the starless night
Another lost to this urban decay
Young eyes see through chain link mesh ...
Skybridges tumbling to the ground
Rusty rails bearing no freight
Empty warehouse making no sound
Walking through pockmarked roads
Signs covered in peeling paint
Dreary colors by ghostly abodes
Reeking of atrophic taint
Dead bulbs under setting sun
Where is the streetlight?
Muzzle flash of pride and guns
Blood staining the starless night
Another lost to this urban decay
Young eyes see through chain link mesh ...
#city
#corruption
#dark
#poverty
#rhyming
98 reads
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dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
16th Aug 2024 00:23am
16th Aug 2024 00:23am
more’s the city
I go out this particular
morning it all seems so
different, unrecognisable streets
leading to places I didn’t know
how I came by here last night or
where it is I might go
morning it all seems so
different, unrecognisable streets
leading to places I didn’t know
how I came by here last night or
where it is I might go
#city
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dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
15th Aug 2024 00:52am
15th Aug 2024 00:52am
‘thinking of you ..’
liked adrian henri, if only because
his name
ended in an i, rather than a (wh) y,
I don’t know
his name
ended in an i, rather than a (wh) y,
I don’t know
#city
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Dreamer4ever1979
Poem Published
13th Aug 2024 11:07pm
13th Aug 2024 11:07pm
Legs
Whistle screams to sound the beginning
of these legs around this roaring place.
Dirt will fly, up to the sky while
the horses shout peeling about.
Dragging the curves from end to end
exhaling dark elements from tail pipes end.
Smacking pavement, clashing metal,
rolling all over this circular shelter.
Winds blow by, swirling between sprinters
shining light under this darkened drive.
Nearing the closing colorful papers wave
the striders past the line of eyes posing.
Screeching halt, legs are doll, ...
of these legs around this roaring place.
Dirt will fly, up to the sky while
the horses shout peeling about.
Dragging the curves from end to end
exhaling dark elements from tail pipes end.
Smacking pavement, clashing metal,
rolling all over this circular shelter.
Winds blow by, swirling between sprinters
shining light under this darkened drive.
Nearing the closing colorful papers wave
the striders past the line of eyes posing.
Screeching halt, legs are doll, ...
#cars
#city
#emotions #sports
#emotions #sports
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0 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
12th Aug 2024 00:28am
12th Aug 2024 00:28am
rotten way to go
walking home, he heard
someone behind him; scared to
look back, he staggered
beneath the blow, felt
angered by the fear that had
always defined him
someone behind him; scared to
look back, he staggered
beneath the blow, felt
angered by the fear that had
always defined him
#city
98 reads
5 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
28th Jul 2024 11:20pm
28th Jul 2024 11:20pm
A Tuesday in July at 6:28 am (Part 2)
On my second day out on the Atlantic City Boardwalk, I headed down towards the Claridge Hotel and Brighten Park. As seen in the picture. The Claridge was once a Hotel/Casino from 1981 to 2014. Since 2014 the Claridge operates as a hotel.
Brighten Park which is adjacent to the hotel sits right off the Boardwalk. This park is home to the Korean War Veterans Memorial which was decicated in July of 2000. Sadly, as I was admiring the wall and statues, about six or seven people were shooting up on the concrete steps. Horrible to see & witness. These were a mix of older & younger...
Brighten Park which is adjacent to the hotel sits right off the Boardwalk. This park is home to the Korean War Veterans Memorial which was decicated in July of 2000. Sadly, as I was admiring the wall and statues, about six or seven people were shooting up on the concrete steps. Horrible to see & witness. These were a mix of older & younger...
#addiction
#city
#homelessness
#nonfiction
#TruthOfLife
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5 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
28th Jul 2024 9:07pm
28th Jul 2024 9:07pm
A Monday in July at 6:45 am (Part 1)
A steamy summer morning. Haze covering most of the city. I decided to head south on the most famous street in the world at one time, the Atlantic City Boardwalk.
I walked across the Boardwalk towards a walkway that led down to the beach near the LandShark Bar & Grill. An older couple with two young children were enjoying the ocean before anyone else. They had free reign. Just them and the seagulls. The waves were already looking quite menacing. That's a great thing. Later on today I'll be here, swimming, riding waves and thrashing all about.
I headed back onto...
I walked across the Boardwalk towards a walkway that led down to the beach near the LandShark Bar & Grill. An older couple with two young children were enjoying the ocean before anyone else. They had free reign. Just them and the seagulls. The waves were already looking quite menacing. That's a great thing. Later on today I'll be here, swimming, riding waves and thrashing all about.
I headed back onto...
#beach
#city
#historical
#nonfiction
#poverty
142 reads
11 Comments
UbiquitousVoid
Poem Published
25th Jul 2024 1:48am
25th Jul 2024 1:48am
ROMANESQUE
Oh, Selene
Mother of silver
Aback riverboats; dew-laden coats
Unlike the austere sun
Your light, my heart had won
A night emblazoned
Of wanton and mystique
Both cherished here
The Romanesque and bleak
A coin for passage
Sky lights fold over into applause
Her clouds ever-changing as the moth
Behind the veil
My eyes witness the true beauty
Of rooms without walls
Mother of silver
Aback riverboats; dew-laden coats
Unlike the austere sun
Your light, my heart had won
A night emblazoned
Of wanton and mystique
Both cherished here
The Romanesque and bleak
A coin for passage
Sky lights fold over into applause
Her clouds ever-changing as the moth
Behind the veil
My eyes witness the true beauty
Of rooms without walls
#city
#lust
#moon #Romanticism
#moon #Romanticism
249 reads
9 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
7th Jul 2024 00:41am
7th Jul 2024 00:41am
Waiting for a Bus in the Rain
Wearing sunglasses despite the gloom,
the patter of the rain, a not unpleasant chill.
The people passing with umbrellas,
the head-lamped TESCO trucks
projecting mirages that shiver in drops.
The industrial yard just ahead, which though
no doubt scentless creates that cold
machismo smell of gasoline I like
despite its ugliness, like mum’s cigarettes
and mangy dogs. Someone’s torn the sticker
that demands “free Palestine” and death
to capital. The two decrying dairy farms
and animals in science labs have fared better.
Impressions...
the patter of the rain, a not unpleasant chill.
The people passing with umbrellas,
the head-lamped TESCO trucks
projecting mirages that shiver in drops.
The industrial yard just ahead, which though
no doubt scentless creates that cold
machismo smell of gasoline I like
despite its ugliness, like mum’s cigarettes
and mangy dogs. Someone’s torn the sticker
that demands “free Palestine” and death
to capital. The two decrying dairy farms
and animals in science labs have fared better.
Impressions...
#city
#myself
#nature #philosophical
#nature #philosophical
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4 Comments
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