The wind warm on my cheek
The minutes go by, they tick.
A bird cooing by the gate,
Wiping all feelings of hate.
I think of the hour ahead…
The constant hooting of cars,
On my nerves it jars,
And I exclaim-“Wow!
This could well be a row.
A sequestered hour…
An eagle hovers
Night towers
Dignified in its arrival,
A spark of thought, a perusal
I think of the hour ahead…
The tawn-lit sky,
An artist’s palette high
Jutting edges of the pines
Forming a sphere of shrines
I think of the hour ahead…
Cold hands, hugging myself
Like a book-deserted shelf.
Yearning to fit
The world agog with attitude
Moves on, Time’s feet
Getting heavier in solitude.
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Great man just great, felt like I was there. Plus it's got an old school 18th century poet vibe. So what's the meaning of this piece?
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Another excellent one my friend! Please stay on these forums...haha
Overall, nice imagery, great word choice. I think it portrays the feeling of being new in something which is not familiar. And the stanzas are the first experiences of that place/he/she has moved to.
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Thanks Quickill. I'm very much in this century
,i can assure you. When u read this poem just envision loneliness & how the world gets by even when you're not actively a part of it.
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Eccer, it speaks more of inactivity borne out of loneliness. Need i speak of the engulfing loneliness @ the time of its writing? No, the lines are proof enough.
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You need not
Yeah I got the feeling for it now, thanks for letting me know!
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Your vocabulary is astonishing!"the World agog","the tawn- lite sky"(although my spellcheck has it underlined,like it's misspelled)and the "hooting"of cars.I've always reserved "hooting"to Owls(Shout out to Amaryn)and "honking"to cars.To each their own,and you,my friend,have a style all your own.
Both brains and good looks
Own personal style
Wanted for Murder
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Thanks for the comments. Of course "tawn-lit" being underlined is understandable (it's a fitted word suggesting the sky being awash with a tawny glow). "Hooting" was preferred to "honking'' to show the extra unpleasantness of the sounds @ such time of loneliness when silence would have been appreciated. (& from the headlights angle, resemblance between cars & owls isn't too far-fetched)
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If the smile fits,wear it!You're Welcome!
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When I say "most popular in the world"let me explain.His merchandise sells more than any other with Jimi Hendrix coming in second.I've had this conversation many times with someone who I trust.I'm not saying I'm right,I wouldn't stake my life on it,it's just what I've heard.Me start a Thread?Doubtful.I'd possibly participate,especially if you're involved.Roar!
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Throwing a challenge my way, Doug?
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Indeed brilliant, Curiosity. A rich choice of words, original and wellshaped.
You struck me again with a phrase really outstanding:
"cold hands, hugging myself
like a book-deserted shelf"
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I need more comments, pls.
Sure, here is becoming lone Boulevard now.