Formidable, are the faceless
peering through shuttered bolt shut windows.
The street bound philosopher has lazily, but decidedly,
scrawled his muse across weathered brick.
Sigh….
The seductive doppler drone of replay
traffic is
soundtrack to lovers red-shift drift apart.
HELP WANTED (help needed)
-Looking for meaning
-All day every day
-Now and forever
-Inquire within
(Within ourselves)
Neon nightlights are less than a comfort.
Lack of light a Sight for sore eyes,
calm comes swift with dark.
Sweet silence drains emotional overflow.
Burnouts shake their heads
to a beat
all their own and constant,
uncontrolled…
Unending urgent rhetorical conversation.
Glass break bleak
Shoulder to shoulder and trip
Down the stairs and down to
earth.
Author notes
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...genius, need I say more? You are so incredibly talented Will! I love the visual construct of the poem and the " burnouts shake their heads".. I've done a lot of head shaking these days. Really speaks to me, great job hun!
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Hey! Thanks so much!
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Wow, this is really cool.
Awesome poem -
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I love the set up of the poem...the imaginery is great...kept my mind wide open throughout the poem...very well done...thanks for sharing
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oh, I like...normally I see random layouts likethis without a purpose, but the way that the words go back and forth just underscore for me the feeling of confusion I get when I read this...I think the best part is found right in the middle :"Sigh….
The seductive doppler drone of replay
traffic is
soundtrack to lovers red-shift drift apart.
HELP WANTED (help needed)
-Looking for meaning
-All day every day
-Now and forever
-Inquire within
(Within ourselves)"...oh, so neat, so true, and the reference to red-shifted is really neat, not many people are going to know what that means, really, nice job!
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Thank you very much, I was worried about people getting the Red Shift bit, but I just had to put it in there...
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I think we can look for meaning all day and all night long and still not come up with the answer. Even when we look in ourselves, the may not be there.
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Awsomeness!!!
This poem is just wow. I love it. I agree with a saint in purgatory, amazing imagery and metaphors. I love the beginning, especially about the street bound philosopher, absolutely my favorite part. -
you have amazing imagery and metaphors. i really like the whole "help wanted" thing in this poem.
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So glad you liked it. I was worried about how people would respond. Thanks!
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Hm this is really awesome, you have such a crazy specific stlye you have to write more I love it. Its just always so very...sighing V for Vendetta astronomer-ness. But yeah this whole thing is incredible, how each line is its own little crumb of something more. My favorite part was definately the ending, falling from an escape back down a clangy staircase to Earth. I especially like how earth is below it thats just SO cool. ^-^ I like the flowly layout too btw. Starry sweeet ♥.
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Thankees taylor!
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This is an interesting piece coming from you. I dunno, it doesn't really sound like a Will poem, but I still liked it. My facorite part was:
"The seductive doppler drone of replay traffic is soundtrack to lovers red-shift drift apart." -This has it's own meaning for me. Like, the traffic noises on the road sound the same, which is like the ordinary days that lovers have, but then one day you listen to it, and then hear a crash. And it's like the soundtrack of lovers. But yeah, I'm not entirely sure what you were getting at, but I don't have to to like it.
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Hmmm, it doesnt sound like me? I guess its a bit different than my usual, but thats just how this one came out. Its all about Nightime in the city, which is something I have always been intrigued by.
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OMG Will this is awesome! So descriptive and...I dunno...real! Great job!
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