Dusty country roads,
hitch-hikers returning from jail
for growing the wrong crops;
strikingly contrast
a life in balance,
or a world in peace.
At the crossroads,
the road curves
as the dumb mutes
buy papers and beer
to cover their world.
Further ahead,
silent grey castles
surround me
as suburbia
fades upon the city.
Then, the city proper,
all vibrant, and moaning
with angry young men
and angry stray cats
mingling in the darkness.
Soundly safe at home,
the car locked,
the door bolted;
i set the video
for an evening
of Comic Relief.
Author notes
Great Contest. I wrote this 20 years ago when I lived in New Hampshire. Hope this fits.
A contest entry
- Red Nose Day - Poems For Comic Relief by Death of the Author.
610 points, ended March 27, 2007, 16 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Wonderful
Very well done. Congrats on the honorable mention.
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An excellent poem that makes you go there and take that journey with you. Poetry brought us together on another poetry site so long ago and it will always be something we have that we share in a special way. This is just one more great write my dear friend.
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very descriptive and very good i like it!
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