Long shadows

Narrow streets of opportunity
squeeze dry men to bone
straw hopes burn brightly
as idle dreams moan
long shadows swing high
over the neck of pitted man
as he watches from the sidelines
the race he never began
unanswered questions tumble
headlong into gaping mouths
the truth is all he wanted
but time is running out
and as the dark thread leads him
away on rumours edge
he counts the pearls in his pocket
and recalls what he tried to forget.


© Rik - 03/02/2007






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Written on 2007-02-04 at 04:59

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Peter Humphreys
This is a beautifully observed and poignant poem for a person too easily forgotten. Really good. Thought provoking. Thank you.
2007-02-18


BlueyedSoul
Rik

this is why you are one of my favorite poets
creative, vivid, yet, delightfully cryptic
~blue
2007-02-11


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
Rik
you return man and steal our thunder this is an awesome text man and good to see you bavk as Aliena said powerful images od desolution well done
but hey good to see you back again

if you were a girl i would kiss you rgds mike
2007-02-04



You paint strong images of desolation and disillusion in this greatly expressive text!
2007-02-04