Tragic Rabbit Posted March 7, 2006 Report Share Posted March 7, 2006 Downtown Dallas #3 gray sky, like morning: sweaty, surreal sun in mothballs, waiting for a time to shine, to beat with heat down on concrete and conquered faces heaven?s heavy hammer hear the rhythms of negro voices sweet song of the south, arpeggios in chocolate and warm honey smooth as sugared velvet, dark as dreams lulling to sleep like sheep billboards woven cunning, spiderlike they bewitch the eye and stain the brain sticky webs, luscious color decorate downtown with blank receipts sign on the X today riffs of spanish, like mariachis scatter among the crush of bodies soothing sounds of sundrenched lands girls in smiles and bright patterned dresses and boys with eyes like does phallic towers: brick bones, glossy glass rear up in silent menace great blank gaze: sooty, smutty, serene pointy digits, fingering the winds they poke up at god?s eye * Quote Link to comment
Guest rusticmonk86 Posted March 9, 2006 Report Share Posted March 9, 2006 I like it, the second from last stanza the best. Quote Link to comment
blue Posted March 9, 2006 Report Share Posted March 9, 2006 Really nice painting with words, TR. You have a knack for the unexpected in your phrasing. That poem sounds like my city too. Quote Link to comment
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