Darkening Skies Over the City

Love this one that I happened to find as I came way back here to tell you: The stress poem I wrote was not a night terror. I am very worried about keeping my job and what my future will be. But of course, I cannot talk about my job in public. Hope you have a wonderful new year!

This is good Matthew. the imagery is rather like that of a painting, in the detail. Your use of language serves this poem well. I didn’t like the use of ‘garish’ as a way of describing people but as the poem seems to make them objects of the narration I guess it works well. The layout is good but there seems to be no sense to it in parts: the end of the first and beginning of the second stanza, for example. But overall the words are the thing that creates the effect .

Wow. Such a cool write Matthew. Had a creepy night last night. In the heavy rain and wind storm someone rang our doorbell at 2:30 a.m. My dog was barking like a maniac, and after that, no sleep for the rest of the night. Love the ending of your poem. I so loved the light of this day's dawn. Love, Shar