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Driven

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Driven

The keys rattled gently in his pocket.
Gradual jumps like the ocean,
Peaking with every heart
Or every step.
The music was in sleep
Allowing silence for thought
To contemplate on the sun,
Of this clean, clear October.

He sunk his eyes into the core
Of pale and fresh above,
Ember, his numbed head rocked from
Slow and forced breathing,
Suppressing the smell of deep,
Deep purity
Yet conscious of the high brick wall
Where the wind taps
Like a faded voice sighs through a lost keyhole.

He was greeted distantly
By early-anthem families,
Walking the dogs
Or singing with linked wrists;
Sipping at the last, smoked bowls,
And the circling of the roads.
How they would pass,
With a stranger’s recognition
And mutter as they retreated;
 “His hair is thinning!
His eyes are fixed, like
The bolt in a crossbow.
His arms are depleting
For slow, heavy breathing...
Yet his eyes are fixed.”

And sometimes they pass alone;
A little too close
With their gaze separate.
Their tight coats
And pocket smokes,
While they sway to poisons.
How a smile can turn damp
At the thought of past brothers.
And how a passing car can sigh,
With misunderstood pity.

The lamplight’s warming,
The Gutter dweller’s dawning,
The dented camber’s pouring,
The rugged throat with it’s sweet inhale
For the decisive steps
And the vivid gold Yale.

Dream in encumbered times,
Where the destination is a home to rest.
And you walk a shadow amongst the binds,
That break the folds of your armoured vest.
For my ear is a raven,
For my feet are hooves,
For I make a thousand strides,
Within these tightened shoes,
And my arms are not depleting,
And my slow and heavy breathing,
Is only the product of the season,
And will soon falter for my reason,
And my hair can never thin,
While the lamplights never dim,
And my strides will form the door hinge,
That stands so high across the fringe,
And I find lavender in the bins,

While I...search my empty pockets.

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  1. Date: 9/20/2013 8:34:00 AM
    congratulations Aiden, , enjoyed your winning poem. Hugs*SKAT

  1. Date: 9/17/2013 2:40:00 PM
    Interesting contest entry..Congrats on your winning work..Sara

  1. Date: 9/15/2013 7:55:00 PM
    Congrats - excellent. Ralph

  1. Date: 9/15/2013 6:01:00 AM
    lost in forty league of alley empty pockets. . . Congrats on your win.Morgan

  1. Date: 9/15/2013 4:10:00 AM
    Congrats on your poem winning in the contest, Aiden

  1. Date: 9/14/2013 6:16:00 PM
    Hi Aiden, Congratulations!!! Thanks for supporting my contest with this amazing poem and imagery. If you'd like:-) stop by my latest poem ""The Wind."" OR blog! "Tears in Heaven" http://www.poetrysoup.com/poetry_blogs/blog_detail.aspx?BlogID=15911&PoetID=18720 --take care Always & Forever <3 Linda